Saturday 4 November 2017

Hiranthi's Education


Hiranthi Bandara Seneviratne recently received a scholarship to do a three-year postgraduate doctoral program in Pathology at the Australian National University in Canberra, Australia. This is a program many young pathologists aspire to get into. Hiranthi first obtained a first-class upper pass in her undergraduate degree with the University Of Colombo, Sri Lanka. After that, she scored the highest marks in the examination to select a scholarship candidate. She knew her hard work and her systematic approach to studies brought her to this position. She could not help appreciating the coaching she had from Ms. Devika Samarakone many years ago. After failing miserably in her first two attempts, Devika guided her through the Advanced level examination. Despite the benefit, the chapter with Devika in her life was something she wanted to erase from her mind. She thought she was stripped of her dignity and pride during that period. It was a period during which, on the pretext of helping her in her studies, she was subjected to humiliations, severe canings, and punishments.

Hiranthi was naturally a brilliant girl. She has been performing well in school until GCE Ordinary level. She was considered a bright student in Devi Balika Vidyalaya, Colombo 8. She got admitted to Devi Balika by scoring high marks in the grade 5 scholarship examinations. She was always among the first three positions in class rankings. Unlike her friends, she was neither a person who studied for long hours nor one who went to many tuition (additional help) classes. She just had a natural talent for memorizing what was taught in school. After obtaining "A' Grade passes in 9 out of the 10 subjects, she chose to follow her Advanced Level studies in the science stream.

Hiranthi's father was a senior petroleum engineer in a state-owned firm. He tried to persuade her to pursue a career in engineering. On the other hand, her mother wanted her to do science subjects and attempt to enter medical school. Knowing the difference between the workloads in OL & AL, Hiranthi's mother suggested that they seek the assistance of the daughter of Mrs. Samarakone. Devika Samarakone taught physics for the advanced level stream in a famous boys' school in Maradana. Devika and her mother were known to Hiranthi's family as they lived in the same suburb in Mount Lavinia. The senior Mrs. Samarakone also had been a contemporary of Hiranthi's mother when they were at Visaka Vidyalaya, Colombo.

Hiranthi was not willing to get the help of Devika for several reasons. Although Devika was good 10 years senior to Hiranthi, they had many familiar friends in the neighborhood. Among the neighbors, Hiranthi was considered to be the brightest. Hiranthi was also of the opinion that she did not need the help of a teacher as she had already done very well in the GCE Ordinary Level exam without such support. There was another reason for her reluctance to get Devika involved. Hiranthi was uncomfortable with her as she thought Devika showed too much interest in her. She used to make an awkward comments on Hiranthi's looks, how she walked, etc. While she would have been pleased to be admired that way by a male, she felt uncomfortable with the interest Devika showed

They used to meet at the bus stop or on their rides to and from their respective schools. Some of the questions Devika used to ask her made Hiranthi blush. More than once, she wanted to know whether teachers in Devi Balika Vidyalaya used the cane on naughty students. Those days the cane was of occasional use at her school. As a 17-year-old, Hiranthi did not feel comfortable discussing them with anyone. She avoided such questions or gave evasive responses to them. Another time Devika would want to know whether the girls were caned on their buttocks or palms. While she knew there were a couple of teachers who caned students on the buttocks, it was not a topic she wanted to discuss with Devika or anyone. She pretended not to know, saying the canings were not carried out in the presence of other students. One day there was a shortage of buses, and both of them were stuck in the bus halt past the start time of school. Devika used the opportunity to continue her inquisition on punishments. That day she wanted to know how the latecomers were punished in Devi Balika. She said she didn't realize how Devika wished to know if Hiranthi would get the cane today as she was late to school.

Although there were instances when canings were used to discourage late comings, Hiranthi did not like to discuss the topic. When a response to her awkward question was not forthcoming, glancing at Hiranthi's behind, Devika said that if she ever gets transferred to Hiranthi's school as a teacher, she will regularly cane Hiranthi on her buttocks. She had also said she could make a good girl out of Hiranthi by caning her buttocks. Hiranthi was so embarrassed by Devika's comments about caning her buttocks. From that day, she made extraordinary efforts to avoid Devika or having to talk to her. At that age of innocence, Hiranthi could not comprehend why someone would want to cane another person or talk about that. All she knew of canings were a painful punishment inflicted on children to extract obedience and good school work.

When her mother suggested seeking help from Devika for her studies, she wanted to avoid that at any cost. She insisted that she did not need any assistance from Devika. She did that by convincing her mother that she could do good in the Advanced Level exam independently. In a way, she believed that she would be able to handle the higher-level exam as she did the OLs. This, however, was not to be. Her habit of not having a systematic approach to studies and exams backfired in her Advanced Level studies. Subjects such as Chemistry, Physics, Biology, and Zoology require a methodical approach to get the hang of the volume.

When her scores in the monthly assessment examination went down, she hid that from her parents. She pretended that she was doing reasonably well in school. When all other avenues failed, she resorted to seeking help from her friends. This was by way of letting her cheat (copy) in examinations. As she was known to be a bright student, the teachers did not suspect foul play. She bribed her friends with many things they didn't have access to, such as comic books, money, etc. As Hiranthi's mother worked as a senior medical officer in a government Para medical institution, she did not have the time to follow Hiranthi up on her studies. Her mom had to organize or attend many conferences here and abroad. She was also required to undertake extensive traveling within the country. Hiranthi's father, too, was not the type who would take a day off to go to her school. He didn't even attend parents' teacher conferences regularly. Although this was good for some time, Hiranthi knew she would be exposed when she had to sit for the government-conducted Advanced Level examination.

Consequently, she was so far behind at the time of AL exams. Knowing the outcome of sitting for the exam, she pretended to be sick on the first day of the examinations. She complained of unbearable stomach cramps. Although the doctors, who examined her, found nothing wrong with her physically, they assumed that it could be due to depression. Hence they advised the parents against forcing her to go through the exam as she ran the risk of having a mental breakdown. With this prognosis, the school allowed Hiranthi to forego sitting for the examination that year.

Hiranthi had to join the junior class where the students were to sit for the examination the following year. There she did not have her trustworthy friends. Hence, she could not repeat what she had done in the previous year. Therefore, she did make a genuine effort to study more hours than she previously did. It, too, did not work as she had not trained her mind to learn in an exam-oriented manner. She only managed to score very low marks during the term tests. Gradually the teachers and her parents accepted that she would not do well in her advanced studies. They knew that she would not be able to take into a university. Once again, Hiranthi's mother mentioned the subject of getting Devika's help. Hiranthi insisted that her plan was to get good scores in the government exam, although she did not do in school. She promised that she would somehow do better regarding the final exam. She managed to live a lie until the final grades of the examination were announced. Hiranthi only managed to get two simple passes for Botany and Physics.


Having done everything she knew, Hiranthi was not sure of getting any better outcome if she repeated the exam. Her parents, however, insisted that she makes another attempt at it. They enrolled her in private tuition classes conducted by popular teachers of that era, such as M/S Reginald Senviratna, Asanga Abeysundera, and H.R. Nonis. Most lectures were held in the evenings or on weekends in a private academy situated on Railway Avenue, Nugegoda. A few weeks after she started attending these classes, her mother mentioned that Devika's mother had offered the help Devika insisting that she would be able to help Hiranthi get better grades. With her aversion to Devika in the back of her mind, Hiranthi did not see any value in getting her help. Her plan of succeeding in the exam continued to be attending the lectures, making her own notes, and revising those couple of weeks before the examination. This time, too, Hiranthi succeeded in fending off Devika's attempt to get involved in her education. She once again made a genuine effort to study for longer hours. Unfortunately, she found the vast volume of topics that had to be covered in four advanced-level subjects overwhelming. After a lapse of another year, she only managed to get two 'C' grade passes and two 'S' grade passes. Although she had managed to do better than the previous year, her scores were insufficient to get acceptance for University studies.

That was her second attempt at the Advanced Level examination. Hiranthi's mother knew that many of Hiranthi's friends who were academically below her standard in Ordinary level classes were in the second year of medical school after getting 3 to 4 'A' grade passes. Many of her cousins and friends were either at university or had found employment in private sector companies. Some had given up science studies and pursued professional studies in Chartered Accountancy or marketing. Hiranthi, who was now 20 years old, was too frustrated with the state of affairs. With incomes from state jobs, her parents did not have sufficient funds to send her overseas for higher studies. This was long before local branches of foreign universities and private schools such as SAITM, SLIIT, or APIIT were set up in Sri Lanka. The extended family gatherings became somewhat humiliating and belittling to Hiranthi. The parents and kids were boasting of their achievements, while Hiranthi was the only clan member who had not gone beyond the A. Level. Hiranthi then attempted to convince her mother to let her start a professional course in Human Resource Management as that was a field at that time getting popular in Sri Lanka. Hiranthi's mother was not going to have any of it. Her intention was to make her child pursue a University education or, if that fails, get her married as soon as possible. Although Hiranthi was not against having a man in her life, she was not ready to get married and settle to be a housewife. She didn't want to end up there when her friends, with newfound freedom as University Students or as employed, were having much fun in their lives.

She decided to make one last attempt at the Advanced Level examination with nowhere to turn. Meanwhile, having got to know the not-so-satisfactory outcome of Hiranthi's second attempt in A.L., Devika personally visited Hiranthi's mother. Hiranthi was not at home that day. In her absence, Devika had convinced Hiranthi's mom that with her guidance, Hiranthi would make good in A.L.s and had offered to guide Hiranthi on her exam preparation. She had guaranteed her success, provided she was allowed to use whatever means necessary. When Hiranthi got home that evening, she had to face the staunchest canvassing on Devika's involvement in her studies. Her mother insisted that Hiranthi take the guidance and support of Devika. To her utter discomfort, her mother was repeating what Devika had told her about guaranteeing that Hiranthi would get into the university if she was given the freedom to use 'whatever means necessary. She knew that her mother had no clue of Devika's ulterior motives. Hiranthi was sure that Devika had meant the authority to cane her by using the phrase 'whatever means necessary. She could not gather enough courage to tell her mother about Devika's comments about wanting to cane her. Not having an acceptable excuse, she finally had to succumb to the pressure mom was exerting. Another factor also contributed to her agreement, this time to be helped by Devika. To enter a Sri Lankan university, a candidate must score the required marks within 3 attempts. As she has already used two of them, this was going to be her last attempt. Therefore, she didn't want to leave room for her parents to accuse her of not taking all possible help when Devika willingly offered support. She knew that her mother would use that to push her for an early marriage if and when she failed this time. Her mother was naturally ecstatic when Hiranthi agreed to get the assistance of the daughter of her dear friend. She quickly phoned Devika and invited her along with her mother to come to their home for dinner on the following day.

Hiranthi dreaded the prospect of Devika being in charge of her life for one year. She knew Devika would mentally and physically humiliate her. She knew that Devika would find excuses to cane her and relish the opportunity to do so. Her words three years ago that she would cane Hiranthi's buttocks were reverberating in her ears once again. She blushed profusely, thinking been 20 years of age, the prospect of undergoing a caning on her buttocks for punishment. She, however, did not have any other options. The dinner was not as bad as Hiranthi expected it to be. Devika presented a pleasant and friendly face in front of her and Hiranthi's parents. During the dinner, the two mothers were reminiscing about their school days and all the activities they were involved in while in school together. Hiranthi could not help thinking about how simple life had been during her mother's time. Most students then had secured good higher education opportunities without much effort.

After dinner, Devika's mother talked about mundane things over coffee. Meanwhile, Devika wanted to speak to Hiranthi and Hiranthi's mom privately about the modalities of her involvement in Hiranthi's studies. While she was mostly talking about an extensive program for exam preparation, Devika was stressing that much wothat much work must she was serious about succeeding. She gave details of the type of guidance for exam preparation in the boys' school she teaches. According to her, the boys had to agree on weekly, monthly, and quarterly targets in both areas of studies and the marks they had to score in mock and term exams. The school ensured the students stuck to their agreement using a carrot and stick method. According to Devika, canings given on their bottoms positively impacted the boys as many of them were getting better in their studies. The students who showed gradual improvement were given 'stars' for recognition, while those who did not meet the targets were punished by caning. Hiranthi saw a glee in Devika's eyes when she described how the students had to line up at the deputy principal's office on Friday evenings to be caned on their backsides. Although Devika was facing Hiranthi's mother's direction, she glanced at Hiranthi once in a while as if to see her reactions to her description of the punishments. It was uncomfortable and embarrassing for Hiranthi to be listening to these details in front of her own mom. Also, She thought that Devika was not telling the truth as she had never heard of Advanced Level boys being caned at school.

Encouraged by the silence of Hiranthi and of her mother, Devika stressed that if she was to accept the responsibility of getting Hiranthi into a university, she should also be given the authority and discretion to reward or punish the performance as appropriate. Hiranthi felt an inexplicable feeling that she thought was a mix of anger and embarrassment. When Devika commented about wanting to cane Hiranthi's buttocks, she was only 16 or 17 years old. She is now a grown-up woman of 20. She had not heard of 20-year-olds being caned. Hiranthi's parents were progressive people and didn't resort to corporal punishment when she was growing up. Hence Hiranthi was shocked and disappointed that her mother agreed to Devika's 'demands.'

Hiranthi's mother's comments were limited to saying how happy she was that Devika was willing to help Hiranthi. She was grateful to Devika for her 'selflessly' undertaking to help Hiranthi despite her busy work as an Advanced Level teacher. Her mother didn't mention the punishments, so she thought she may have consented to Hiranthi's disciplines. Even if she hadn't, she knew Devika would interpret her silence on that specific issue as an acceptance. Hiranthi was also wondering whether her mother had only heard the part about rewarding the excellent performance. She thought that mom may have not adequately comprehended the role of 'punishing the bad performance,' which is most likely relevant in Hiranthi's case. She was thoroughly confused, embarrassed, and frightened at the same time. She was so tense that she could not say anything or oppose someone outside the family being given blanket authority to punish her. After the 'chat,' her mother and Devika walked arm in arm back to the hall. The rest of the time, Hiranthi was withdrawn from the conversation as the prospect of Devika having the authority to cane her was difficult for her to come to terms with. After the visitors left, Hiranthi thought of telling her mother what Devika had told her many years ago about wanting to cane her behind. She, however, could not gather herself enough to do that. It was not a topic that a daughter would find easy to discuss with a mother. Ultimately she thought that she would go along with what would happen. She, however, decided that if Devika punishes her unreasonably or if she manages to get some kind of solid evidence of her dubious intentions to confront her mother with it.

Devika's guidance sessions were held on Mondays and Fridays of the week. For this, most of the time, Devika came to Hiranthi's place. When she was busy, Hiranthi had to go to Devika's house, which was 600 meters away. The sessions started uneventfully, except Hiranthi was told to address Devika as 'Teacher' rather than by her name. Hiranthi, too, saw some sense in it and had no qualms about calling her 'Teacher.' Gradually Hiranthi began to realize the value of the organized and methodical approach Devika was guiding her. She was required to get copies of each subject's syllabus and organize her notes under each topic.

After that, Devika spent many hours with Hiranthi going through the past exam papers. This was to identify the examiners' pet ears and comprehend the examining patterns. Hiranthi realized the flaws of the amateurish nature she prepared herself for the exams in previous attempts. She hence faithfully followed everything she was asked to do. Towards the end of the first month, Hiranthi was beginning to like Devika and appreciate the help she was giving. She was looking forward to the sessions. She was made to read on the topics before she attended lectures. she realized that comprehending what was taught in the tuition class was becoming easier. The courses she was attending hence became more productive. She began having doubts that she may have been wrong in her presumption of Devika's intentions. As she knows how to do exam-oriented studies, she was sure she could do much better this time.

After three months or so after the first session, Devika came with a thin but long cane one day. Hiranthi's fingers began to shiver, and her mouth went dry when she saw the long, thin, yellow instrument of torture. Although she attempted to speak, no words came to her mouth. She could not hold the pen properly as she was feeling so tense. She naturally began to wonder why she was going to be caned because she knew she had not committed an offense. Devika casually placed the thin cane on the side of the table and calmly went on to check Hiranthi's books. Hiranthi had done everything she was required to do that week. She was sure there were no faults Devika could find to cane her for. Towards the end of the session, Devika sat back and looked at Hiranthi like a butcher would look at a lamb about to be slaughtered. She said, "You must be wondering why I brought a cane?" as if she was expecting a response from Hiranthi. In the absence of a reaction from Hiranthi, she continued. "I brought this cane to leave it with you," she said. "I know you have improved a lot since we started." "Now, it is a matter of maintaining the momentum." "Now you know how to study." I want to hold practice tests to prepare you". "I will use this cane if and when required and especially to push you for higher scores." "You have done well up to now." Although 'her having done well' was a compliment, due to the context it was used, it did not make her happy. Therefore she continued to be silent. Devika, on the other hand, continued with her speech. "You have nothing to worry about as long as you do not make mistakes or disobey my instructions." "If you are found lazy or lagging behind, I will not hesitate to cane you thoroughly." When she heard that, Hiranthi choked due to fear of being caned. Devika used a stern tone to insist that what she was saying was not up for negotiation. "I cane hard, and after a caning from me for days, you will not be able to sit on your haunches." Hiranthi was getting increasingly tensed and red-faced when the talk got into the actual caning. She felt like a small kid hauled in front of a strict teacher. What embarrassed Hiranthi most was what Devika said next. "Remember, I will not hesitate to remove your clothes to cane you." "I know you are 20, but you have no reason to be embarrassed". "I knew you from childhood, and I have seen you naked as a baby." Hiranthi was not brought up where undressing and nakedness were discussed with others. Devika was not only talking about removing her clothes to make her buttocks naked and also hitting the buttocks with a cane. She felt feverish. The verbal humiliation she has been subjected to made her heart pound fast. Finally, Devika told Hiranthi to keep the cane in her room to remind her of the canings if she did not do what she was told to.

Hiranthi could not get any sleep that night. Several times she sat on the bed to look at the cane she kept under her mattress. She held the cane in her hand and realized how whippy it was. She noticed it was much longer than she had seen in school. She didn't know whether she could cope with being hit with it. As she had not been caned before, she didn't know what to expect if and when she was made to undergo one. In the following session, Devika brought the subject of punishments and canings for discussion. Hiranthi, at one point, began to think that the actual canings, albeit painful, may not be as humiliating as talking of the canings. She knew she would be the loser in Devika's cat and mouse games. She knew that she would be caned very soon on some pretext. In the months that followed, Hiranthi's fears came true. Devika caned her many times. As both her parents were at work, no one else was in the house during the canings. The sessions were held in the dining room on the ground floor. Hiranthi had to bring the cane down for the sessions. For punishments, she was always marched to her own bedroom on the upper floor. Canings comprised of 4-5 cuts across her clothed bottom. Devika, while caning hard, also used to have 30 or 45-second gaps between the cuts. When Hiranthi inspected her behind in the mirror at night, she had seen 5-6 parallel wets, each with a distance of a few centimeters. All cuts were in the mid to lower area of the buttocks.

She had to study four subjects, each with several subtopics. Therefore, Devika found it easy to find enough faults to cane her at least once a week. Hiranthi knew that she was only caned for her own mistakes. She also realized that, probably due to fear, her performance was improving leaps and bounds. This made her admit reluctantly that canings had been effective. She even felt that had her parents used the cane on her to push her in her studies, she would have done better long before. She also became convinced that had she agreed to take Devika's help the first time it was offered, she would have been in the University by now. She was, however,, unsure whether she could have undergone those severe canings as a 17-year-old.

Hiranthi came home from work early as friends had organized a party to celebrate her winning the scholarship. She realized she had spent over an hour reminiscing her AL days and punishments. She got ready quickly and got into her car. She had to get to the venue soon as she didn't want to keep her friends waiting. Although it was around 7 in the evening, she could see many students returning from tuition classes. She remembered the time when she was oneA.L.f them. She remembered many of the girls having boyfriends. They were hanging around for several hours before they got to their homes. She didn't have that luxury when she was a student. She could only think of what was discussed in the class on her way back. This method of immediate recall helped her to remember what she had learned. It was Devika who taught her that technique. These instant revisions enabled her to do well in the mock exams Devika used to make her do. Even when she saw a good-looking boy and her mind temporarily got distracted, the thought of having to present her naked buttocks to Devika to be caned was strong enough motivation to rush her mind back to the lecture.

Remembering vividly the first time she was stripped to be caned, Hiranthi felt the blood rushing to her face. During that time, Hiranthi had to answer several past papers weekly. As Devika was a Physics teacher, she corrected the physics answer scripts. She had arranged to get her colleagues n her school to mark the Zoology, Botany, and Chemistry scripts. By this time, Hiranthi had become very good in physics due to Devika's guidance. She still had some issues with other subjects. She usually got the answer scripts she gave to Devika on a Monday the following Monday. Devika had brought the marked answer scripts on a Friday, and Hiranthi had scored much lower than the previous week. Hiranthi knew that she would be caned for it. That fateful day she was in a denim skirt and a white t-shirt. As customary, she was asked to take the offending answer scripts and march to her bedroom. Devika followed her with the cane in her hand. Hiranthi was a well-proportioned girl and had fairly prominent hips. She knew when she walked, her buttocks moved provocatively. She always thought while following her with a cane in hand, Devika must be enjoying the sight of her hips and contemplating on the caning she was going to give.

Seeing what she was in when they were going up the stairs, Devika had said that she was not going to waste her energy in caning her when she was in a thick skirt. Blood rushed to Hiranthi's face due to embarrassment when she heard that. When they reached her room, she quickly picked a thinner dress up to change into and removed her denim skirt. When she was about to put the other skirt on, Devika had said it was unnecessary to put that on, and she would cane her without a dress. Although she felt debased, Hiranthi had known all along that; eventually, it would come to this. Hiranthi was asked to raise the t-shirt to the armpits and stand near the bed. She only had her thin cotton underwear on to cover the nakedness of her lower back. She felt the usual tapping of the cane on the summit of her buttocks. She braced herself for the first stroke. She knew that, unlike the skirt, the thin cotton panty would not give any protection against the pain. She was relieved that the panties one's girl wore in that era covered a good part of her buttocks. Her relief, however, was short-lived. Withdrawing the cane, Devika issued a dreading order,, "tell you what, take those panties off." Her face began to heat up as she realized she was going to get this caning on the naked buttocks. Not only did she have to expose her buttocks to another adult, but also she had to let her cane them. This was too much for the 20-year-old. She wanted to resist but did not have enough resolve to confront a person holding a cane. Having no say in the matter, she humbly lowered her panties to the middle of her thighs, exposing her entire bottom area,, and pulled the t-shirt up. She realized this was the first time she had stood naked in front of someone else. She felt helpless in the naked state she was forced to be in. Her mind returned to what was going to happen when she felt the cane tapping on her bare buttocks. She felt the coldness of the cane on her naked flesh. Her buttocks twitched involuntarily. She was bracing for the first cane stroke on her naked buttocks. "Take them off completely," said Devika. "What? "Why? she asked. "Take your panties off !" Devika told in a way to show her displeasure at being confronted. "Hiranthi could not fathom why the panties had to be taken off entirely as her entire bottom was already fully exposed, and panties were down six inches below the point the buttocks and her legs met. She realized that Devika was trying to humiliate her as much as possible. She once again obeyed Devika and took her panties off her legs. She felt more embarrassed to be without panties than to have panties pulled down to her thighs. She felt deprived of the last bit of her dignity in that state. She felt vulnerable at the mercy of the person who had professed her liking to cane her buttocks. Now she is presenting her naked buttocks to her to do just that. The caning she got that day was more severe than many she had had before. By then, she was used to getting 5-6 cuts on her clothed buttocks. That day she was caned at least 11 times. The caning was also more forceful than on other days. Cane hitting her naked skin alone was more painful. There were no panties to hold her buttocks together, so she felt as if her buttocks were dancing violently with every stroke. She knew that Devika would cane her more if she let the t-shirt fall and used her hands to rub her buttocks. Writhing in pain, she kept holding her t-shirt high, exposing the entire behind of her 20-year-old self to be mercilessly flayed. She was howling like a small child throughout the caning. Hiranthi thought that having her naked below her chest level and seeing her bare and round buttocks for the first time may have exited Devika to make her cane more and more vigorously. She felt as if her full dignity as an adult had been stripped, and now she was reduced to a mere slip of a girl. After the caning, she felt thoroughly subdued.

The ritual of punishments changed from that day. She realized that Devika had liked the caning she gave her to her naked behind and wanted to continue that. During the sessions, Hiranthi was required to be in her pajamas. For canings, she was made to remove her pajama bottom and the panties off and fold the pajama shirt up all the way up to the armpits. Devika continued to cane her buttocks every time until she had satisfied her fancy. Hiranthi knew that Devika had controlled entirely her mind and body. She realized that Devika considered her buttocks her private territory to be tortured. She has taken Hiranthi's mind over to be dominated and play her games. She knew that she was caning Hiranthi to satisfy her sensual pleasures. Once Devika decided that Hiranthi should be caned, the severity of the fault did not matter anymore. Hiranthi's performance was improving so much that there was a point when she was wondering why she needed to be caned that severally and in that humiliating manner. Devika, however, continued to cane her using the tiniest of errors.

Some days Hiranthi was spanked instead of being caned. She has to lie on Devika's lap or face down on the bed. Devika would spank her buttocks with so much ferocity. Sometimes in between spanks, she would rest her hand on a buttock. Hiranthi could feel that Devika was mildly squeezing her buttock cheek. She thinks she was being used as a piece of meat for her sexual gratification. A few times, she was also caned after being made to lie face down on the bed. Such times Devika would insert a small pillow under Hiranthi's loins so that her buttocks are raised to meet the cane. She also introduced a ritual of regularly inspecting Hiranthi's buttocks. Before a tuition session began, Devika made Hiranthi turn around so she could lower the back of her pajama bottom to examine the effects of the previous caning. Devika would comment about the welts and ask Hiranthi whether it still hurts. Hiranthi knew it was only an excuse to see her bottom. She thought that Devika was enjoying looking at her buttocks like a small kid looking inside a bag for his favorite sweets. Hiranthi did not know what to do with the inappropriateness of the severity of the canings or the regular embarrassing inspections. She knew well that the canings had lost the punishment objective by that time. However, when she was not caning, Devika was very professional and passionately guided her studies.

On the days when she got caned, she used to get very angry with her mother. She felt that the mother was responsible for the torture she had to suffer at the hands of Devika. She, however, knew that her mother had no idea of Devika's regular merciless whippings. Her agitated mind made her fight with her mother over mundane matters. Hiranthi became so rude to her mother, and she always cried. Warning by her dad not to scold the mother angered her more. She, however, knew the mother could not be held responsible for her suffering. It was she that did not have the guts to tell her mother of the canings. Hiranthi's parents, on the other hand, were wondering whether her outbursts had anything to do with the depression she had suffered a couple of years ago. Sensing that Devika had the obedience of her daughter, she had told Devika of Hiranthi's outbursts and had told her to advise her to calm down. This had a disastrous consequence for Hiranthi. One day she was summoned to Devika's house. She went there without knowing what she had done wrong or what was in store. She realized that Devika was alone at home. Seeing her coming in, Devika started scolding Hiranthi for shouting at her mother. Hiranthi realized that her mother had told Devika of her outbursts. That day Devika looked and sounded menacing. She pulled Hiranthi from her hair and slapped her several times. Not satisfied with the fear she had instilled in Hiranthi, she ordered her to strip naked to be taught a good lesson.
Hiranthi didn't know what to do or say but knew she was in for a good thrashing. Devika went to a room and returned, carrying two long whippy canes. The sight of this woman holding long rods made her pee in her pants. Devika caned the side of Hiranthi's thighs several times, demanding to know why she had not stripped as she was told to. Crying uncontrollably due to pain and fear, Hiranthi quickly removed her lower garments.

Meanwhile, another swipe of the canes cut her at the same place on her thighs. Devika told her to remove everything thing that she was wearing. Even when pulling the blouse and the bra, Devika was already caning her thighs and legs mercilessly. Hiranthi was ordered to remove her earrings, bangles, and even her hairpins. Finally, she stood there in her birthday suit with nothing on her other than her skin and hair. Devika dragged Hiranthi in that naked form to a room and tied her hands to a window railing. Then like a possessed woman, she commenced flaying Hiranthi on her buttocks, legs, and thighs. Her nether region hitherto has never experienced such torture. Hiranthi lost count of the number of strokes she had endured. She did not have the strength to cry or protest. Her whole body was going numb. The pain was so intense that she lost consciousness after about 20 minutes of merciless whipping. When she regained consciousness, she was on Devika's bed. Devika told her that if she ever scolds her parents again, she would get a double dose of what she got that day. This put mortal fear into Hiranthi. The welts of the thrashing remained for about 3 weeks. She wore long sleeve shirts and long pants during that period to hide the scars. During the following weeks, there was no caning during the study sessions.

Regular caning commenced after about 6 weeks, and at that time, Hiranthi was so meek she would do anything,, and everything Devika told her to do. She pretended to be humble towards her parents as she knew that if she lost her temper and her mother complained to Devika, another dose of whipping was in store for her. She resigned to her fate and concentrated on her studies. The only saving grace was it was only 2 more months to go for the exams, and she knew she wouldn'tl is out of Devika's grip after that. Her resolve and endurance of the abuse resulted in her obtaining one "A" pass and 3 "B" Passes on the exam. She studied and did so many past papers and practice exams in a manner she never thought she was capable of. Devika had told her she would cane her for a week if she didn't score B passes in all subjects. Whether due to that threat or for wanting an end to the whole saga, Hiranthi succeeded in the ALs. She also got accepted to the University of Colombo to follow a degree program in pathology. On the day she got her acceptance letter from the University, Hiranthi and her mother went to Devika's place to thank her. Devika hugged Hiranthi and patted her bottom on the sly as if to remind her of all the canings she was given by her in that area. At that time, there was a delay of about two years between the time a student completes the ALs and university admisA.L.sn. During that time, Hiranthi managed to find a job at Hayleys Ltd. She was 23 or so when she started her first year at the University. She thought the work also helped her regain her self-confidence and dignity.

After about a month of starting the university sessions, when she got home on a Friday, she found Devika at her home and chatting with her mother. Although it had been two years since her last caning when she saw Devika, A.L.santhi went pale and weak. She, however, pretended that she was pleased to see her. Devika inquired about her university studies, and Hiranthi responded cautiously. After a few minutes of chit-chat,t Devika turned to Hiranthi's mother and offered to help Hiranthi through her University studies. Hiranthi thought her heart stopped when she heard that. She knew very well that the only reason she wanted to 'guide' her again was to get another opportunity to humiliate and to cane her naked. She feared her mother would accept it then and there. Hence she quickly muttered something to the effect that as it is only the English lessons during the first three months, she will think about it once the academic sessions begin. Once Devika left, Hiranthi's mother appreciated Devika and suggested that Hiranthi use Devika's help in University studies. She was not going to let that happen this time. Hiranthi now knew how to conduct her studies methodically and plan well ahead for the exams. Hence she knew that she did not need any more help from Devika. At 23, she was not ready to be subjected to the humiliation of being stripped naked and caned. She told her mother that she wants to get involved in society and sports in addition to s, so she is considering renting a room close to the University. She also told her that as she has sufficient money saved from her job, renting the space will not be any additional cost to the parents. Within two weeks, Hiranthi managed to rent a room and moved out of the home. That helped her to completely close out the chapter of the abuse she suffered at the hands of Devika;. However, it was through her intervention that she finally managed to get into the University.

Hiranthi arrived at the lobby of the Hilton Hotel, where the party was held. Her friends were there in the hall to greet her. All were rushing to congratulate her on her success. They praised her for her hard work. They didn't have to know what made her get there. They didn't have to see the abuse, humiliation, or mental and physical pain she had to undergo to make her succeed.

More than anything, she was pleased that her success brought immense happiness to her parents. She knew that she was in a position to look them after in their old age. As for Devika, she knew that she continued to be a teacher in some schools. She was convinced that Devika extracted a heavy price for helping Hiranthi to succeed. Devika used Hiranthi for her sensual enjoyment while giving her what she needed. Therefore she didn't feel obliged or indebted to Devika. In the long years that passed, Hiranthi learned that no one could take her dignity away by subjecting her to the humiliation the way Devika did. She knew that dignity was something within her. She knew that pride and dignity never left her in those dark days. Hiranthi held her head high and walked into the room where her colleagues and friends were.

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  1. What a great story. Hiranthi sounds a wonderful indian girl and, unfortunately for her, having a beautiful indian arse!In my days teaching in India I never tired of caning a teenagers bottom especially the attractive ones.The lovely skin colour,and beautifully shaped cheeks were often the thing of later wet dreams!

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    1. Thank you David. Hiranthi was from Sri Lanka. I hear that in countries like South Korea and Vietnam Male teachers cane female students.

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  2. Yes you are right. I taught in a girls school in south Korea in the early 1990's and the cane was very much in use especially by the male teachers.
    I never caned a pupil in class but always in a detention after school.
    This allowed for bare bottom punishment if necessary for serious offences without the caning being in the presence of other pupils.Girls under 14 were not caned but from 14 to 17 the cane was the main provider of punishment. It was up to the teacher how it was carried out,over the skirt,over panties or on the bare.Up to 6 strokes could be awarded.If more were justified the Head teacher would decide how many and carry out the caning.
    Most were "on the bare". The girl would remove her skirt, and drop her panties to her ankles, bending over a desk and moving her legs apart. Some of the older girls would make a bit of a spectacle of this showing far more of their charms than necessary and watching for my reaction to the glimpses of pubic hair or obviously shaved pussy!
    These girls always got 6 delivered at full force and usually making them scream as the 1 metre rattan did its work. Some of the young girls were very shy and, sometimes, I would give them a light hand spanking.

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  3. Great post David. I taught in S. Africa where the cane was king in keeping discipline. Black girls in their late teens were often naughty and seemed to enjoy displaying their bottoms to a white man.
    Some were beautiful and more so when bearing 6 stripes. Their cheeks were very trim and bending invariably displayed their puckered arse button and often the slit of their pussy, & sometimes a protruding clit! Max given was 6 but I once had to witness the Head laying 12 across a voluptuous arse of an 18 year old for truancy. Her movements were SO sexy! On another occasion a 13 year old got 9 for being caught "playing" with a boy. Her poor little bottom was black & blue when the Head had finished and she screamed at each one.

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  4. Love your comments and the Hiranthi story.
    Before I retired and returned to UK I taught at a very high class girls school in South Africa. It was in Mandela's time so Apartheid was relaxing and well to do sent their daughters to this Academy.
    Discipline was strict but, generally, there was little need for the cane. However if there was a case of truancy, sexual misconduct, or stealing it was a matter of not only a caning but one carried out in front of the teaching staff and Governors but also the girls parents were invited.
    In my time there I witnessed 3 such canings, each given bare.
    One was a black 6th former and the other 2 white from 5th & 6 forms.
    We assembled in the gymnasium where a vaulting horse was centre stage, equipped with restraints. Everyone was in prime position to see the girls rear.
    The senior girls heavy cane was used and ,depending on the offence, 6, 9, or 12 strokes might be delivered.
    The girl would appear in her dressing gown and be "read the offence". She would then disrobe and be lead to the horse over which she would be tethered, by wrists, and ankles revealing her intimate parts for all to see.
    Two of the 3 I witnessed had stunning breasts and all 3, beautiful trim bottoms.
    The Head wielded the cane & did not let up despite ear piercing screams from the recipient.
    Afterwards all 3 girls ( one had 9 and the others 12 strokes) had to be helped off the horse and taken to bed. Those receiving 12 strokes had traces of blood across their lovely bum cheeks, not so easily seen on the black girl. In each case the girls nipples were erect, those of the black girl, perhaps, an inch long.
    Although I hate to admit it I don't think there would have been a flaccid penis in the Gym at that event and many of the ladies present were glassy eyed.



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  5. I taught in a mixed Convent School in Ireland with Nuns as my colleagues. Misdeeds by pupils were noted during the week and detentions were served on a Saturday morning.
    A list would be posted on the Notice Board on a Friday afternoon and any pupil to receive a caning would have an asterisk by their name. They would then go to the Secretary and collect a thong to wear next day. No canings were given "on the bare" as it was felt not right to expose a students genitals. However, the thong went up between the students bum cheeks so they were left bare for the cane in any event !
    The caning took place in the detention room witnessed by everyone. Shorts, skirts and jeans were removed and long blouses or shirts were not allowed. If worn to detention they would be removed leaving boys with just the thong and girls in just a bra and thong.
    The cane was a regular school cane about one metre long and wielded by the Headmistress, an expert in placing strokes.
    The usual dose was 4 or 6 but, exceptionally a 12 might be awarded. In all cases the recipient was placed over a leather spanking bench. Only for a 12 stroker were tethers used.
    The thongs were very brief and if a lad was particularly well developed and became excited it was not unknown for his erect penis to stick up above the waistband when he climbed off the spanker. This was particularly enjoyed by the girls present.

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    1. I worked in the middle east for many years as Educational Advisor to a Sheik. He had 3 wives and 6 daughters all lovely eastern women. His regime was strict and one of my rather pleasant duties was looking after discipline when called upon by the Sheik. It could be that a wife or a daughter had displeased him and needed physical correction. His wives were 32, 40 and 45 and daughters ranged from 13 to 24, all very attractive to a westerner like me. Punishment ranged from a hand spanking, use of a belt. a cane or the vicious Harem Whip.
      The recipient always received the correction "on the bare", but exceptionally nude and always in the Correction Room where they might be required to bend touching their toes, bend across a desk, or mount a leather covered spanking bench. Here they could be tethered if required as in the case of a hard whipping. Sometimes the Sheik would attend, but not often leaving it to me. ( to be continued)

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    2. Things continued for some months with odd punishment sessions involving wives and daughters receiving the belt or token canings but nothing really of note.
      Then one day I was called in to see the Sheik who told me of daughter Delilah's recent escapade when her teacher caught he with a boy! As a young virgin girl, now just turning 16, this was unheard of & totally unacceptable.
      I was instructed to give her a thrashing with the leather Martinet (a 9 tailed whip) in a "legs up" position followed by a hard caning over the spanking bench, both in the nude. He instructed that her teacher would not be present.
      That evening Delilah arrived in the punishment room. The former 13 year old kid had become a stunning young lady with long blonde hair, perky breasts, trim waist and shapely butt. She smiled, saying that it had been a long time.
      I told her of her Father's instructions, and she blushed profusely but began to undress down to hr thong and skimpy
      bra. "And those", I said. Her boobs were perfect, areolae dark and nipples hard. Below a light covering of blonde hair adorned her pussy. On the desk she looked delightful legs up ready for the Martinet to inflict thin red lines across her cheeks and around her pussy. These drew cries from the start as the leather ends cut in especially on the tender lips.
      I only gave her 6 lashes of the 9 tails, so 54 little red cuts across the most tender parts.
      Then it was over to the bench spreading her legs and presenting a wonderful view of her precious girlie charms.
      Pressing down on the leather she was already getting excited and after 6 hard strokes of the cane was begging for relief amongst her cries and gasps.
      She enjoyed the cold cream and asked me to treat the cuts made by the Martinet. During that she could hold out no longer and enjoyed a shaking orgasm much to my delight.

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  6. I have enjoyed reading the reports from Educationalists about their experiences in foreign parts dealing with the local students etc.
    I was on the other side of the spectrum as an English girl student in an Eastern foreign land where discipline was strict.
    My parents were on the Consulate and I attended a local school from age of 12. Most of the other children were local with some Chinese, Japanese and Philippinoes.
    I was the only "white girl" and I am sure most teachers wanted to "see" more of me! In early days I had no problems but in my mid teens as I "developed" I was often singled out for a bare bottomed caning. This was always given after school & not with other scholars around but was often witnessed by staff.
    I remember once I was caned over the vaulting horse in the gym in just a thin vest in front of 3 male teachers. My nipples were hard and showed clearly through the fabric whilst below the waist I was totally bare. At 16 I had little pubic hair to give a covering as my legs were tapped apart.....so revealing ! That time I got 6 very hard strokes with the Senior Rattan cane and yelled at each one. I think trousers were bulging !
    Another time I had a naked caning with a Chinese girl and a Philipino which was given as we came out of the showers after P E.
    My boobs were well developed and, I think, the centre of attention.
    I did let them swing rather but it didn't stop the pain as the cane sliced in 6 times.
    My last caning was when I was 18 and due to leave in a few days.
    6 teachers were present and I was caned bare but wearing just my bra, stockings and suspender belt. I think that excited the onlookers even more! I got 6 applied slowly and well spaced. My pussy was WET by stroke 4.

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  7. I can relate to Elizabeth's experiences in far off parts as an English girl.
    I went to school in Singapore where the pupils were multi national.
    Discipline in Singapore is strict & caning in schools commonplace.
    Usually in the Head's Study, but also in Detentions or, exceptionally, for serious cases in Assembly. Caning was always on the bare bottom and at least 6 strokes although 12 was not unknown.
    I only saw one caning in Assembly. This was a 6th Form girl who had been caught having sex with a 13 year old.
    A horse from the gym was placed on stage. The girl, an attractive blonde with a nice figure came on stage in a gown. This removed she was naked and tethered wrists & ankles to the horse, her arse facing the audience. What a sight that was!
    Singapore canes are heavy and the one used was no exception.
    She took the 1st stroke well but after 3 was screaming as each of the 12 landed. Her arse was black, blue and terribly ridged with traces of red, which looked like blood. At around 10 I think she fainted as she went quiet and was carried off stage.
    I only had three 6 stroke thrashings, all in private, bare bottomed, and given by a male teacher.

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  8. Love Hiranthi's story. What an education she had.
    My experience of corporal punishment came in my teens when I was at a very select (& strict) Boarding School for Girls.
    We had Masters & Mistresses and both were not afraid to use their cane in class across the palm of a pupils hand or in Detention across a pupil's knicker clad bottom.
    Only the Headmaster would cane a girl with her knickers down but witnessed by his Secretary.
    In exceptional circumstances a pupil would get an "exemplary caning" which could be given for truancy, stealing or sexual misconduct. This would be carried out by the Head, usually in the Gymnasium with the Staff and Head girl present.
    Just before I left to go to Uni I was Head girl & attended an "exemplary caning".
    Anita was a 6th former who had been caught having sex with a
    3rd former. Anita was raven haired ,tall and with a curvy figure.
    Needless-to-say the teaching staff were happy to attend her correction.
    A vaulting horse had been placed in the Gym with seating for the 10 Masters and 5 Mistresses. Anita arrived wearing a beige dressing gown and looked tearful.
    The Head admonished her for her misbehaviour and told her she would receive 9 strokes of the Senior Girls Cane but if she got up or touched her bottom more strokes would be added and she would be held in position by teachers.
    She was guided over to the horse and a Mistress removed her gown to reveal a completely naked Anita to the murmuring audience admiring her pert upturned breasts with dark nipples, slim waist and lovely bubble butt. She lay over the horse and the Head tapped her legs apart to relax her buttocks but it also revealed her wispy red pubic hair, the button of her arse and slit of her pussy.
    The Head let her settle before raising the cane well above shoulder height & lashing it across her pale cheeks. It was taken well and he paused for 30 seconds before unleashing stroke 2. Anita wriggled and exhaled sharply. The next stroke was harder and made her gasp and squirm on the leather of the horse. No 4 was lashed in on the under cheek and caught her by surprise and she let out a muffled scream. After 30 seconds No 5 was placed on her thighs and she almost shot upright legs flailing & showing everything Anita had between her legs much to the enjoyment of some Masters.
    No 6 was placed parallel to No 1 and Anita moaned loudly, squirming on the leather. No 7 was particularly hard and she leapt up clutching her nates. Many Masters feasted their eyes on the spectacle of Anita's beautiful swinging boobs. She was warned & awarded a further stroke. 2 Mistresses were asked to hold her arms. She was now openly crying as No's 8 and 9 were despatched
    landing parallel to the others on her cheeks.
    The Head waited nearly a minute before placing the penalty stroke diagonally. Anita let out a blood curdling scream as it landed across the raised red weals. Where it crossed there ws a blue colour developing. She lay there sobbing before Matron was called to help her to the rest room.
    Many of the Mistresses were red faced probably thinking of being in Anita's position and I am sure many of the Masters had trouble controlling their erections! I must say that in my room I masturbated to a satisfying orgasm before sleeping that night.

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  9. I've just realised I didn't tell you what happened to Jane, Anita's "friend".
    As she was considered the victim of Anita's craving for sex with a female Jane was dealt with by the Headmaster in the privacy of his Study, with only his Secretary in attendance instead of facing the ignominy of a "public" naked thrashing. The Secretary told me what happened. Jane was tearful never having been punished before.
    She was told to remove her skirt and knickers and lay over the desk. She was slow to respond & was warned that the number of strokes might be increased or she might be told to strip. She immediately unbelted her skirt and removed her knickers revealing her very trim bum cheeks and her hairless pubes. It was obvious what Anita had found so attractive! She was told to bend over the corner of the desk thus spreading her legs and inevitably revealing her anus and pussy lips between her cheeks. Her hands were held and the Head gave her 6 very hard strokes of the junior girls cane which is quite thin and whippy and cuts deeply into the flesh. Jane howled at every stroke. When she got up there were 6 raised weals developing across her nates. The Secretary said she could not help feeling sorry for her and that she understood why Anita had found the youngster so attractive!

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  10. Love your post, Denise. That must have been such an experience for you as Head Girl as well as the effect on the naughty girls. Thanks for sharing. Reading it had a "certain effect" on me, which I am afraid I enjoyed!!

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  11. Thank you for your note, Elizabeth. My time as Head Girl taught me so much and gave me a lifelong interest in discipline which has given me much pleasure over the years. My partner has a similar interest and we often warm each others bottoms as a prelude to very satisfying sex!

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  12. Having read Hiranthi's experience I thought readers might like to know of mine when attending a Catholic Girls Boarding College in Ireland.
    Up until becoming a teenager girls received any punishment for misdeeds or breaking rules by a whacking by hand or by gym shoe over clothing, or maybe on the thighs.
    At 13 things changed and the cane was added to those and administration or either could be on the bare backside.
    If bare then it would be administered by the Headmistress in her Study either alone or with other staff present.
    When I was 16 I was caught stealing from the tuck shop. The Head informed my parents and they suggested I be caned on the bare bottom with at least 10 strokes! When the Head told me I nearly fainted. She arranged for her Secretary, my form teacher and a school governor to be present.
    4.30pm the next day I went to her office. There were voices and one was a mans!
    Called in I froze, as the Governor was the man!
    The Head explained my offence and the punishment suggested by my parents. I was told to remove my skirt and my knickers. My blouse barely came down past my waist. The Head went to a cupboard & brought out a cane about a metre long. It looked vicious & I imagined what it would do to the tender cheeks of my bottom.
    The Head told me to bend over the end of the desk with my back to the onlookers who were seated. My legs were placed 12" apart to relax my buttocks. My girlie parts were hairless so I could just imagine what the onlookers could see, but that was the least of my worries as the 1st stroke cut in. I almost leapt up!
    At least 30 seconds elapsed before No 2 struck. I yelled grabbing the desk. No 3 caught me on the undercheek and I leapt up grabbing my arse. Reprimanded I was told "plus one". The Secretary came and held my hands across the desk. My legs were tapped apart again and 4, 5, 6, and 7 delivered as I screamed and almost rolled over on the desk not worrying who could see what.
    There was growing warm dampness between my legs, not unpleasant, and not experienced before. Was I going to pee?
    The next 2 strokes crossed others and my screams were ear piercing! My pussy throbbed and my head was woozy, my crotch, wet. The remainder given I collapsed on the desk.
    Next I knew was Matron applying cream to my bottom whilst I lay face down on my bed.
    Next day I could not sit as the damp weals throbbed. In 3 days I managed to sit but I never stole again!

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  13. Wow, Brenda, what an experience with a man watching! Do you still "tingle" when you think of it? Certainly it took me to the "edge of things" !

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  14. Yes, I certainly do. Experiences of that nature from school days last for ever.

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  15. Sorry, made false start!
    I loved your Hiranthi story. Wonderful descriptions of the action.
    I was taught at home by a Governess, a lady in her 50's and a disciplinarian. My parents were often abroad so she was in charge of my sister, Daphne (13) and me (16). Any misbehaviour would mean the belt or the cane. Bad marks in home lessons, cheekiness or naughtiness meant a dose always just before bed. Sometimes given over jeans, or over panties but, usually, bare.
    My parents had a spanking trestle and that was always used. Unfortunately being astride the trestle often excited the pussy and the obvious movements did not impress our Governess! This sometimes resulted in a nude "legs-up" punishment following.
    My sister told me she nearly fainted when she experienced her first orgasm getting 6 astride the trestle & had to be helped off it much to the distain of the Governess who promptly had her "legs-up" on the table for a further 6. She was sore for days.
    I was already wise to that problem & always tried to masturbate to a climax before going for punishment. This was not always possible and once I was caught in the act and got a "twelver" instead of six, "legs-up". Not nice.
    But our worst experience was when our cousin, John, came to stay.
    He was a handsome lad of 16 & we both fancied him.
    One afternoon the Governess was out and we were playing in and around the pool. Inevitably we became "topless" which John loved and we lay in the sun getting john to lower his briefs & let us see & feel penis and balls. In fact he became erect and we fellated him and made him cum. Unfortunately we did not hear the Governesses return. She was furious, sent us to our rooms and told us to be in her study at 6pm and to wear only a dressing gown.
    In the study we saw a leather implement on the desk and a long thick cane. She lectured us and said we were to get 6 lashes of the 3 tailed Lochelly Tawse and then 6 strokes of her Reformatory Cane all on the bare. John went first. His penis was standing up proudly as he went & laid on the desk. She whipped him mercilessly the leather cutting in to his cheeks. Then he was told to sit. I was next and the pain inflicted was atrocious, as I screamed for mercy. Daphne was crying as she bent over and rolled about after each lash. Next John received his caning, grunting and yelping at each stroke. If anything his manhood looked bigger!
    I screamed at every stroke and my bottom felt damp. Afterwards I am sure there were traces of blood from those awful sharp leather thongs .Daphne sobbed, yelled and screamed as the cane left bruising across her nates.
    We were sent to bed. I made sure Daphne was ok but then stole along to John's room, quietly opening the door, going in, and locking it. He was shocked but glad to see me.
    We cuddled and felt each others wounds. Eventually I took him in hand. He sighed and a man stroked my boobs & rubbed my clit for the first time as his penis pulsed in my hand.
    Later I crept back to my bed.


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    1. My, that was some punishment Freda. I can only imagine a "legs-up" caning. What a display.
      I often holidayed in S. Africa in my teens at an Uncle's farm at Stellenbosch. I was 17 and my cousin, Debbie, 18.
      We shared a bathroom between our bedrooms, accessed from both rooms. On an evening we would often watch TV in each others rooms reclining on the bed.
      Sometimes after showering we would be in just our nighties.
      One evening a programme concerned lesbianism & Debbie confessed it to be her sexual preference. I was shocked but curious, asking her many questions.
      She moved closer to me feeling my breasts & nipples through my nightie & telling me to relax. I must say it felt rather nice. Next she moved down to fondle my pussy, stroking the lips & the end of my slightly protruding clit.
      It felt very nice. Next she suggested a 69 position which she explained. I was shocked, but eventually convinced.
      Both now nude we settled down on one another & I felt her tongue & fingers. "Wow", I thought "that's nice!"
      I began to stroke her crinkly lips & tongue her clit as we both murmured encouragement.
      Suddenly the bedroom door opened and a shocked Aunt Audrey entered! She was ANGRY and told us to be in Uncle's study in 15 minutes in our nighties.
      Debbie was worried and told me that we might get the Sjambok. She explained it to be a leather whip and very painful across a girl's naked bottom.
      In the study we were lectured about unnatural sexual acts and Debbie would get 9 lashes of the Sjambok as the perpetrator and I would get 6.
      Over the desk, nude, Auntie held Debbie's arms and Uncle flexed the tapering woven leather whip about 3ft long.
      He lashed it across Debbie's cheeks and she let out a blood curdling scream as the leather sunk into her soft cheeks.
      Bruising rose almost immediately turning blue.
      She rolled about sobbing & screaming at each lash some on the top of her thighs.
      I was already crying as I took up position and the 1st lash almost made me turn over! The pain was horrendous.
      A Sjambok might be good for whipping a horse but not the tender bum of a young lady!
      But 6 was ordered and 6 given before we were dismissed.
      We went back to Debbie's room locking both our doors and she produced cold cream she said she kept for such whippings which were not uncommon.
      We creamed each others wounds and managed to bring each other to orgasm before cuddling up together for the night.
      Despite our experience with the Sjambok we made love many times that summer but always out in the countryside of behind a locked door!

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    2. What a great report Joanne. I can just imagine the pain inflicted by the Sjambok as it is heavier than a riding crop which I experienced many times in my teens across my bared bottom at the riding stables.
      The crop was extremely painful and left horrible blue bruising. Sitting was impossible for some days after a hard cropping.

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    3. Brenda's post brought back memories of my time at some exclusive stables in Dubai.
      I was 24 and taught at the riding school. One day I punished a Sultan's daughter for whipping a pony giving her 4 strokes with a riding crop across her jodhpurs. She complained to her father and he, in turn to the stable owner.
      I was summoned to his office and was told I would be dismissed. I pleaded eventually he said that he would punish me with his crop. I agreed & thanked him being told to come back after the stables closed. Little did I know!
      I arrived and was shown in to the lounge at the back of the building. I was told the Sultan had suggested I be cropped but that it be administered " bare" and at least 8 strokes! I was astounded, but after some discussion agreed in order to keep my job.
      I was told to remove my jodhs and panties which I reluctantly did. "And the rest" I was told. I was only wearing a light shirt and a brief bra, but off they came. What a picture that must have been with my 34c breasts unsupported with nipples stiffening and my bulging pubis only having a light covering of pubic hair. I was told to bend over the back of the sofa.
      "Be ready, you will get 8 strokes and if you move or get up, 2 more". The 1st lashed in at the top of my thighs, WOW!! Then another across the centre of my cheeks. The pain! I screamed. The lashes were laid on at 30 second intervals allowing the pain to sink in. He continued despite my screams driving me hard against the roll top on the back of the sofa. My pubes ached & felt damp. I nearly leapt up at the 7th but managed to hold on to the cushion. Cruelly the 8th was placed diagonally bringing the loudest scream possible!
      Getting up, my nudity was the least of my problems as I caressed my tortured cheeks much to my bosses delight as he looked on. That night after satisfying my "needs" sleeping face down was my only option & sitting was not possible for 3 days.

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    4. What an experience, Pippa.
      I run a riding establishment and we don't have such draconian punishments any more although I did experience them in my youth. However if I catch my 16 year old daughter ill treating her pony then I don't hesitate to use a crop on her backside in the privacy of her bedroom. I get her to shower before coming into her bedroom in her birthday suit which she hates but is all part of the punishment. Over the end of the bed she would usually get 4 lashes which makes her howl. Last summer, on one occasion, she got 8
      but that was because I found her in the barn with a boy and both of them bare from the waist down and her without her bra . I must say that I admired his erection !

      Usually 4 lashes will suffice on her bare bum

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    5. I really enjoyed Hiranthi's story and also so many of the comments and stories received.
      Just like Freda my sister and I were brought up by a strict governess as our parents were involved in the Diplomatic Service, spending time abroad. At this time Wendy was 16 and I was 17. She used 3 methods of correction, her hand, the martinet and the cane. Needless to say punishment was always "on the bare". Usually "demerits" were added up during the week and "settled" on a Friday night usually in the Study where we would bend over the desk, back of the sofa or over a leather trestle, or spanker. I remember Mother telling me of her being punished by Father bent bare assed astride this historic piece!
      I clearly remember the worst Friday night my sister and I experienced. We had both done rather badly in our summer exams and that same week had been very late back from a party being over an hour after curfew. On Friday we were told to bath and come to the Study in our dressing gowns. That didn't auger well.
      We arrived and noticed both the martinet AND cane were on the desk. "You will both get 6 lashes of the martinet followed by 6 strokes of the senior girls cane. We shall use the leather trestle."
      My sister went first. Her burgeoning breasts looked lovely with their dark nipples and blonde hair over her pubes.
      Settled on the leather the whipping began, the 8 thongs leaving bright red cuts across her cheeks after each lash. She groaned and yelped but stayed down until the 48 thong cuts had been applied.
      I was next and yelped and mewed in much the same way. The pain of the thin cuts caused awful throbbing.
      Wendy was crying as she mounted the leather again. the heavy cane was applied at 30 second intervals and brought a scream as each landed and a noticeable squirming on the leather. I couldn't help wondering if she was experiencing "feelings" down below & hoped the Governess wouldn't notice. Then I was over the leather again and God the strokes hurt on top of the fine thong cuts. I was becoming wet & moving rhythmically! I was told to be still and I would get another stroke on my thighs. How that hurt!
      We were dismissed and went to my room to cream each others wounds, kiss one another & to finger each other to a wonderful uninterrupted orgasm. I often wondered if the Governess did similarly?

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    6. I really enjoyed Hiranthi's story and your experiences with your Governess. We also had a Governess, a relatively young but very strict maiden lady. It maybe her frustration made her that way. I don't think there was a week when at least one of us 3 siblings didn't get a sore bottom. I think she probably enjoyed seeing my two brothers, 13 and 15 with their trousers down, or off, and their little penises standing to attention ! I always witnessed the event as they did my correction. In turn, I am sure they loved to see their 17 year old sister baring her charms.
      She used a rattan cane about a metre long and 10mm thick and it really hurt as she always caned hard from above her shoulder. Then we would stand hands on head for 5 minutes as she lectured us about good behaviour.
      Did it do us any harm? It certainly taught us right from wrong but since that time I have always enjoyed a well warmed bottom as a prelude to sex, preferably "doggy style"!

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    7. Love your post, Helga. In regard to your last sentence, "Me too!"

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    8. Great post about Hiranthi and about girls Governesses.
      My daughter, Julia, was rather like Hiranthi and needed some persuasion to get on with her studies and achieve some good grades. Right from the day of her school reports we had a schedule of penalties for bad grades. A's and B's were good but a C was 2, a D 4 and an E 6. The numbers related to strokes of the cane. If more than 8 had been earned then the punishment would be in 2 sessions which was often the case.
      A report would usually come on a Friday at the end of each term and any punishment would take place on the Saturday morning over the desk in the study. Julia would appear in her dressing gown at 10am and after a short lecture would disrobe. This she hated, trying to cover her developing breasts and her lower charms but being told to put her hands on her head. I would hold her hands from the other side of the desk. While her Father took up the senior girls rattan cane tapping her cheeks before delivering the 1st stroke from shoulder height.
      Julia normally managed to take the 1st two quietly but then often screamed at the rest, almost turning over on the desk as the rattan bit.
      Her grades improved dramatically and she eventually gained a place at Uni, just proving the efficacy of giving stripes to the arse of a lazy student!


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    9. I was intrigued to read the posts following Hiranthi's story but can relate to them, especially Ros and Julia's.
      My parents had a similar regime for which I now thank them but at the time was very traumatic for me.
      I was dealt with in virtually the same way as Julia and was very embarrassed to be seen bare below the waist.
      My canings also started in my teens and, unfortunately my Father was a Headmaster and a dab hand with a cane!
      I was quite well endowed "down there" and was just in the throes of puberty where my penis was becoming "sensitive".
      My parents didn't seem to appreciate that it was impossible for me to control an erection. Subsequently I always had 2 strokes added for my "excitement". In the spare bedroom was kept a leather covered spanking bench. I knew that sometimes it was used by my parents as a prelude to sex as I had listened at the door but , thankfully not been caught!
      For caning I would lay over the bench. The contact of my penis with the leather and inevitably being driven forward as the cane struck caused further excitement & sometimes ejaculation! This always warranted a further punishment, often with a heavy leather belt.
      Now I have inherited the bench and my wife enjoys a mild spanking over it before the inevitable happens to her in that excellent position!

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    10. I really enjoyed Hiranthi's Education and it brought back many memories.
      I was sent to a very strict Girl's Boarding School in Scotland when I was 13. In its Prospectus it specifically mentioned Corporal Punishment and detailed the Scottish Tawse & the rattan cane as the instruments used. I think that's why my parents chose to send me there as I often misbehaved.
      I was in trouble after a couple of months for not completing after school work on 2 occasions and was sent to the Head, a grey haired lady in her 60's.
      She was very annoyed and lectured me before opening a desk drawer and producing a 2 tailed leather tawse.
      I was told to remove my gymslip and my knickers. I was petrified as I had not been seen without my Knickers since a baby. I was told to bend over her desk and reach for the far side. The leather was cold on my bare belly as I was told to "be ready". Suddenly the tawse struck my little cheeks with a vicious "crack". The pain was awful, just as if knives had cut my skin. I shrieked but was told to be quiet. Another lash landed, and another, and another. Altogether 9 lashes had me crying and rolling side to side on the desk.
      I got up, holding my bum which was throbbing.
      I had to stand in class and lay on my front in bed for a couple of days. That tawse was vicious especially on a 13 year old's soft bum cheeks, but there was to be worse to come.

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    11. I said there was more to come.
      Everything went well for some time only getting a few cane strokes across my bared bum for minor infringements until I was 16 and very good friends with 2 other girls. We had no contact with boys but were feeling sexual vibes.
      Inevitably we were getting together for "mutual satisfaction" & this lead to the threat of expulsion when the 3 of us were caught in our dormitory "pleasuring" each other! The Head was apoplectic and contacted our parents to say we were going to be expelled.
      Following a Meeting of our parents and the Head it was decided we would receive an exemplary punishment in front of the school & staff after Assembly 3 days hence. Little did we know the details agreed which were that we should strip, be over a vaulting horse and receive 12 strokes of the senior girls cane, all in front of 95 pupils and 5 staff!
      Friday assembly came and we were told to attend in our dressing gowns only. That raised alarm bells !
      Three trestles were on stage and for the prayers & hymns we each stood by one.
      Assembly over the Head explained the situation to the school. Our gowns were removed and 3 frightened girls displayed their all. We were all 16 with burgeoning boobs and a light covering of pubic hair. 2 of us had bulging pubes and felt very exposed.
      The cane looked awful as the Head bent it between her hands. Then tapping our legs apart she delivered the 1st stroke to each bottom. Each of us took the 1st 3 with just a gasp but as the number increased there were yelps, yells and full bloodied screams. The audience were silent.
      Strokes were given every 20 seconds so the pain was constant but we knew that if we got up we had been promised another 5 would be added!
      Eventually it was over and Matron took us to the medical room to apply cream to our wounds. She realised how we were feeling and lovingly asked if she should let her fingers stray a little? Very quickly our pent up feelings were relieved and tissues removed the evidence.
      Despite the draconian regime we all did extremely well in our examinations and continued to University and beyond.

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    12. Quite an experience. I think the tawse on a girl's tender 13 year old bottom was cruel as the leather tends to cut the skin.
      The later caning at 16 was probably well deserved for such naughty behaviour.

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    13. Having read Samantha's accounts I thought readers may like to hear what happened in my last teaching post in South Africa before I retired.
      I taught in a private girls school in Cape town. Discipline was strict & acknowledged to be so by parents who sent their daughters there. In fact the Prospectus specifically mentioned caning & parents signed accordingly.
      There was a 6th form girl, Annabelle Davidson who was caught stealing from the tuck shop. This was her 2nd offence. For the 1st she had received a caning in the Privacy of the Head's office.
      This time the Head circulated a note to all 12 staff informing them of the matter & requesting their attendance in her office at 4.30pm the following day to witness Miss Davidson's caning. Many were surprised and the 3 female staff shocked.
      We attended as requested. A padded trestle had been placed as well as chairs for the staff & matron.
      The Head's Secretary brought in Miss Davidson. She was a tall, shapely, red haired girl & wearing a dressing gown. She already looked tearful.
      The Head recited her wrong doing and asked her if she had anything to say. She replied, "No, Miss". The Head told her she would receive 9 strokes of the Senior Girls Cane. She looked shocked and a murmur of disbelief was heard from the onlookers.
      She was led to the trestle & was told to give her gown to Matron. She complied and another murmur arose from the audience. Except for her bra the girl was naked! She hastily went to cover her pubes but the Head told her to put her hands on her head. She complied blushing profusely.
      She had a stunning body with a slim waist, and a lovely bubble butt of an arse with lovely tapering thighs below.
      I am sure many of the onlookers would have loved to have seen her without the bra as her breasts were high and looked firm.
      She laid astride the trestle revealing wisps of red pubic hair & I am sure that the male teachers felt stirring "down below" just like me. The ladies faces were reddening.
      The cane was a metre long and eight mm diameter.
      From well above her head the Head whipped down stroke No 1 to be met with an anguished yelp, No 2 similarly just on the undercheek to which the recipient pushed up her bottom before collapsing back again as No3 landed and she screamed, almost rolling off the trestle, legs flailing! Yes, what a view !! The girl then held on to the front legs of the trestle screaming as she got 4, 5, & 6. Her cheeks were becoming ridged with the red weals starting to darken.
      All 6 strokes had,so far, made separate marks.
      The Head continued to place 7& 8 to ear piercing screams before lashing No 9 diagonally, the cruellest possible finish.
      It took the girl by surprise and she rolled off the trestle!
      Now she had NO secrets, showing a triangle of wispy red hair and her girlie charms!
      Matron helped her up and took her to Rest Area where Miss Davidson spent the next few days recuperating.
      For the rest of the term all the girls seemed to behave impeccably.

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    14. Great report, Malcolm & what an experience. In my view abolition of corporal punishment was the worst thing that happened in the educational system. Detentions, lines etc were never as effective as the short, sharp shock of a cane, strap or belt across the naked bottom. I got 6 cane strokes once with my gym shorts pulled up between my cheeks, so ostensibly bare arsed, but never again! The pain was awful and the marks were there for a month as they were laid on with maximum force. BUT, I never needed it again!

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    15. Love the Hiranthi story & Belinda's experience.
      I think what is clear from her account is that it is the removal of a girl's last vestige of modesty, her knickers, that is foremost in her mind before the punishment itself. Sitting doing her homework without knickers really brings home what is going to happen imminently.
      My canings in teen years were always brought about by the School's end of term report. A's, and B's were acceptable but a C meant 1 stroke, a D 2 Strokes and an E, 3 strokes.
      At least 6, on the bare, was usual although once I got 8.

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    16. I can relate to Beckie's experience at School Report time.
      My parents were very strict and a bad report meant one thing: pain for my bum! The report would come on a Friday so I could expect to know that evening what might happen on Saturday morning. Inevitably I wouldn't have achieved all A & B ratings so anything else would involve visiting Father's Study. Once, when 15 I "spurted" during my punishment & was given 2 diagonal whacks, so on the Saturday morning before rising I would finger myself to an orgasm which could just save me so long as my punishment was not too intense.
      Usually it wouldn't be more than 6 with the whippy rattan & depending on my grades it might be over knickers, with knickers pulled up tight, or with them removed completely.
      Usually it was the latter. Happy days!

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  16. It's peculiar that when we become a teenager things change.
    Up until then if I misbehaved I was put over Daddy's knee and had my bum slapped, always over my knickers. When I turned 13 things changed and it was the cane. Usually over my knickers, but often with them pulled up between my cheeks. Exceptionally it was knickers down when I was getting a 6 and I was told that it was important to see where the strokes were not to place one on top of the other. I doubted that as with knicks up between the cheeks it left the cheeks bare anyway!
    Caning became more frequent later when I went out on an evening with friends & arrived home late. Then it was always panties down or off and over the kitchen table. But once, when I was very late, I had a "legs-up" caning on the kitchen table. I was 16 and, whilst I was resigned to baring my bum, having my little peach of a pussy and arsehole on show was devastating. Mind you, when the cane cut in my legs flailed in all directions and I spurted which must have been extremely revealing! I got 2 extra for "lack of control" !
    I did enjoy reading about Hiranthi.

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  17. Very interesting, Jacqui. My experience was rather similar. Mother was a widow so any discipline was in her hands. Until about age 14 I would receive a spanking over my underpants, or if serious, the belt.
    Then, one day , I was very rude to my Grandma and when she had gone I was told to go to the study. When Mother came in she went to a cupboard and got out a cane! I was shocked. She told me it had been Father's in his teaching days & that she had felt it once or twice when she had "strayed".
    "For your rudeness I am going to cane you" she said, "Remove your jeans and underpants & get over the desk".
    I was shocked. "And underpants?" I said. "Yes, now!" she retorted.
    I complied but my penis was becoming hard and sprang up as I undressed. Pointing the cane at it, she tut tutted.
    It rubbed the desk as I laid over it & I wondered if I could keep control.
    The cane bit in on my undercheek. Wow, the pain was awful.
    Then on my butt, whack, whack, whack! I got 6 hard cuts.
    My penis pulsed and I lost control leaking semen over the leather of the desk as I humped the edge.
    Mother lashed the cane in across my cheeks again, giving me two searing strokes. "That's for lack of control, you dirty boy!" Then she put the cane away and left.
    It was the first caning of a new regime but the last in which I lost control as other times I wanked before going to the study!

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  18. Yvonne. Hiranthi's story was great & much enjoyed.
    David's story really highlighted the difficulty males have brought about by the hanging, sensitive penis particularly in situations like David explained. I witnessed such problems when my twin brother and I were punished. We were always made to witness one another's punishments right from our pre teens. Usually it was only pants or knickers down but exceptionally totally stripped. I always admired his erect(ing) penis and I know that in later years he loved to see my developing breasts. Although, very occasionally, I would squirt & it was noticed , he invariably was erect, which was considered a sin & have additional punishment added. In later years I think it was seeing my burgeoning breasts & hard nipples that caused the problem. Happy days!

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  19. Love Hiranthi's story and Yvonne's too.
    I always experienced a similar problem when disciplined in my teens.
    Up until I was 12 I got a slap on the legs or at worst a hand spanking on my underpants. Things changed when I became a teenager and I was introduced to the leather belt and cane always applied to my naked bum.
    The burning sensation inevitably gave me an erection and I was admonished for it and threatened with extra strokes!
    That didn't make it subside so I always got at least 6 with the cane or a dozen with the belt. I later years I always tried to "jerk-off" before punishment, but that sometimes didn't stop an erection before the last stroke landed.
    My sister got wet, but no one noticed!

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  20. I really enjoyed Hiranthi's story and, just like her I seemed to be singled out for special treatment in my days at a catholic church boarding school. I was in my early teens at the time and had a developing figure which seemed to attract the attention of the nuns who taught us. Discipline was strict and parents were made aware that corporal punishment was used and they were required to agree to it. Teachers dealt with minor disciplinary matters usually by gym shoe applied to the knicker covered bottom, or with knickers pulled up tight between the cheeks. Exceptionally a cane was used on the hands or more likely across the bottom but they could only apply 4 strokes. If more were warranted you were sent to the Head.
    Inevitably it happened. Two of us had gone into the village without permission and were caught as we sneaked back into our dormitory. Next morning we were in the Head's study.
    She lectured us before going to her cupboard and bringing out a thick, long rattan cane! We were scared as she flexed the horrible stick and said that we would get 6 hard strokes "on the bare". We were shocked!
    She told us to remove our kilts AND knickers and tuck up our blouses. Then each of us was to bend across the ends of her desk, one from each side and hold hands. I felt vulnerable as my bare belly felt the cold surface and my pussy rubbed the edge of the desk. Our legs were tapped apart !
    Freda got the 1st stroke and just yelped. Then the cane sunk into my bum. God the pain. By that time the stroke across Freda's bum had sunk in and she began to cry as another bit into her cheeks.
    I was whimpering too as the next one was lashed down from shoulder height and on impact I screamed rolling from side to side on the desk, feeling "damp", and legs flailing. What a sight we must have been! Undeterred the caning continued as we rolled noisily about on the desk.
    We lay there sobbing, as the throbbing of our bums seemed to grow and grow. There was only one position in bed that night : face down and sitting next day was almost impossible and we were told to stop fidgeting during lessons or we would taste the cane again.
    My other caning took place in the gym when, over the horse the gym mistress had me pull down my Lycra gym shorts for 4 with her
    riding crop. Unofficial, but a complaint might have seen me over the Head's desk again which I wouldn't risk. Yes, the crop HURT leaving 4 blue lines across my cheeks.


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  21. Hiranthi's Education was a great story as was Debbie's account of her Boarding School Days. I can well relate to Debbie's "attraction" to her teachers as from age 14 I had a figure developing well in the breast department and with a lovely bubble-butt of an arse both particularly noticeable when in the gymnasium. My unsupported breasts and distinct nipples in a tight T shirt inevitably attracted some attention as did my pert bum. Whenever I received corporal punishment at school it was always with my knickers up between my cheeks so my shapely moons were in full view.
    Thankfully, the lowering or removal of knickers was not allowed.
    However, later in my teens when I was a "naughty" girl guide, I did have several applications of the belt with my knickers removed and legs spread but with the application of soothing cold cream afterwards by equally "soothing" fingers.

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  22. Yes, I had similar problems at Convent School. I was an early developer and my breasts were 32b when I was 15. In PE that attracted attention with no support and the vest rubbing my nipples.
    My bum was really trim and my pubes formed quite a bulge down below so my PE shorts really outlined my "slit".
    In the showers I tended to be very noticeable with my swinging tits.
    Our regime was strict and I often found myself over the Headmistresses desk with my bottom bared for "correction".
    Usually she would smack it first often fondling my cheeks before putting the cane across them. Afterwards they were always given cooling cream well rubbed in with a hand straying between them too. On enquiring of my friends they said they never received that treatment. Happy days!

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  23. I was researching Sri Lanka on the Internet because of a forthcoming holiday & came across Lanka Caning & read of punishment of female Air Crew. I am now 65, but many years ago was a Stewardess with Singapore Airlines. As you will know that country is still a haven of corporal punishment and was in my day.
    Two of we Stewardesses were on a disciplinary charge and had to appear before the Personnel Board. The choice was ours, either suspension for 60 days or be given a caning. Not wishing to loose pay we both opted for the latter.
    This would be given by the Personnel Officer and witnessed by the Chairman of the Board & a female member.
    We met in the Board Room at 3pm wearing our uniforms.
    A table had been placed at the front of the room and on it a padded cover and a Singapore Cane. This was over a yard long and at least half an inch in diameter. It looked wicked.
    The Chairman told us that we would be given 9 strokes & they would be applied to the bare bottom. We were instructed to remove our jackets, skirts and panties but could retain our stockings & suspenders if we wished. We were shocked as we both had quite voluptuous figures. I was 36-25-37 at the time & Monica about the same. But we were thankful not to have to strip completely.
    Over the table she looked stunning, her ample soft bum cheeks framed by her black suspenders and stockings. Her legs were tapped apart supposedly to relax her buttocks but brought into view the wispy pubic hair around her arse & pussy lips. She looked stunning.
    After tapping her cheeks a few times the caning began and so did her shrieks as the heavy cane inflicted raised red welts which were turning blue before the caning was complete. Her legs flailed and her intimate parts were revealed to all.
    Then I was caned. Never had I been hurt so badly, even in my teen years at Catholic School. The Singapore Cane was vicious.
    Afterwards we had to stand, still bare and bottoms throbbing, to be lectured before going to lay down.
    We creamed each others ridged cheeks after having photographed them. In fact I have now found those photos in my history file and I masturbated whilst looking at them last evening just recalling that "public" caning so many years ago.

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    1. I sympathize with anyone receiving a Singapore caning.
      In my teens I misbehaved in Singapore & was sentenced to a caning with the Singapore Cane.
      I got 12 strokes and my arse was cut and bleeding. It took over 3 weeks to heal.
      Beating girls like you , Hilary, is barbaric.
      Must have been quite a spectacle for those present as you sounded to have rather nice features!

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  24. This is a great story of the importance of caneing canning fir girls, as A lady who went to school from 1951 till 1964 And then I was a teacher in a girl's school for 2 years and 4 months and thereafter 45 years in a leading allboys school where a saw with my own eyes how in the first 25 years of service from 1970 Jan till 1994 December when caneing was prevalent the boys were well disciplined but since 1995 January they stopped caneing boys wrnt out of hand, as a retired teacher I feel caneing MUST be used for both boys and giving both schools and universities, a further reitrerate that even teachers should we caned, BUT only a female teacher should be allowed to cane a female teacher,also for the sake of discipline even making teachers and students and even minor staff being given detention and made to kneel should be brought back, as a retired teacher I assure you this will indeed discipline the school system, as caneing in Singapore has done wonders thank you.




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    1. Couldn't agree more.
      The cane across my backside only covered in PE shorts and wielded by the Headmaster really made me sit up and take notice.
      My sister had similar treatment and always across her knicker covered bum.
      At home we got it "on the bare" in front of the family.






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    2. Couldn't agree more. Dad's belt, strap, or in later years, cane across my bare bottom did me no lasting harm but kept me in check in my formative years. A girl baring her bum is traumatic at first but that pails into insignificance when the implement strikes. My legs inevitably flailed about so I had no secrets down below!

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  25. Roger told me of his post on Lanka Caning. Yes, that was as much of a shock as the initial punishment, but, hopefully my parents & friends won't see it.
    Just to wind Roger up I came to work today in a tight top with no bra. My nips show, but that's the only part of me he hasn't seen !

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  26. I recently came across Lanka Caning & love your story of Hiranthi.
    I first met the use of a cane at a Country Club in the UK.
    Mainly a gentleman's Club I was employed as a
    Secretary/receptionist. Mid week we would have a dinner entertainment evening for gentlemen and the waitresses would be topless, wearing only stockings, high heals and a tiny mini skirt.
    Only girls with nice breasts worked on that event.
    We had some 30 female staff altogether and the owner ran a strict regime. Anyone slacking or misbehaving would be offered punishment in lieu of dismissal. That was a caning carried out on the next Gentleman's Dinner evening and advertised as "entertainment" so regulars knew what to expect!
    The girl involved may be a topless waitress or, indeed any female member of staff. If it were a waitress then she would come on stage in her working gear and then remove her skirt & panties leaving on her stockings and suspenders to rapturous applause! Others would come on in bra and panties removing her panties before the caning.
    She would then be reprimanded before bending across a bench.
    Normally it was only 6 strokes of a whippy rattan but up to 12 was not unknown. The guests loved it and usually made a donation to the girl. Once we had two lesbian girls caned nude together which was enjoyed by the guests.
    Thankfully I managed to avoid being the "spectacle of the evening".

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    1. Roxanne's post reminded me of being "that spectacle"!
      I worked as Secretary in a London Gentlemen's Club. I dealt with finances, bookings & general organisation.
      I had made some serious mistakes & my Manager told me that I would be dismissed unless...... The "unless" was that I take a caning on a Club Night as a "Special Act"!
      Well paid jobs were few, so I agreed. It was advertised amongst Members the following week.
      I was to dress as a Secretary in a black skirt, stockings, suspenders etc and a white frilly silk blouse but I would be caned in stockings & suspender belt, or nude if I preferred.
      I knew many of the Members who said they were looking forward to a good show! Although in my 30's I was proud of my 36c-27-34 figure so, in a way, I was looking forward to it too!
      On the night the Manager introduced me and described my "mismanagement" then saying I would receive 12 strokes of the cane "on the bare". I was shocked at the number.
      On stage I stripped off my blouse revealing a brief white bra, my skirt and slip. Next the bra, to rapturous applause as my hanging 36 inch boobs with their dark areolae and long nipples came into view. My panties were last as I had decided I looked best in stockings and suspenders. The audience clapped as I stepped out of my panties revealing the crinkly lips of my shaved pussy.
      I was led to a padded bench and settled with my legs parted.
      Again, the audience applauded.
      Cane in hand the Manager came over resting it across my nates. It felt cool, but not for long! W H A C K ! I nearly shot up! God it hurt, right across the under cheek. I got 4 before yelping but my screams at 9 brought more applause as I rolled about uncontrollably. During the last 3 I collapsed on the bench and eventually was helped up and taken off stage to rapturous applause.
      I was off work for a week nursing my lacerated bum but when I returned to my desk I was surprised to find a note and gift of £150 from the Members who had witnessed my "spectacle". I never needed a repeat but enjoyed some nice dates with some who had been at my "performance". After all, I had few secrets !

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  27. Love your post, Barbara. Wow, what a wake up call!
    From being in the office to being the centre of male attention must have been quite a shock. But you seem to have managed and got a bonus & some dates, so, well done!

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  28. In the 1980's I worked on water projects in Africa bringing water to outlying villages. On day my female Assistant, Monica, and I were invited by the Chief Elder to a ritual punishment given to adulterers.
    Apparently our presence would give the proceedings more gravity.
    About 50 had assembled on seats in a compound by the Chief's office where 2 frames had been set up. The adulterers would be cuffed to the frames for punishment.
    First Naomi was brought out. She was tall & wearing a light gown.
    She was cuffed to the frame having removed her gown and was naked. Her breasts were high & firm and her arse a real bubble butt. She was already tearful.
    Then Paul appeared & was similarly tethered, naked.
    My Assistant was blushing probably not really believing the size of his manhood. Although flaccid between his legs it must have been 10 inches long & she remarked to me that she knew what attracted Naomi to him!
    The Chief addressed the crowd in the native language but the only word I made out was "thirty". Would they get 30 strokes?
    A man and woman came forward with canes. They were about 4 feet long and at least a half inch in diameter.
    The women stood by Paul and the man by Naomi.
    The village priest said a few words & already Naomi was sobbing.
    The caning began each having alternate strokes. The first 5 or so were taken silently but from 6 on there were yelps and moans as the rattans cut in raising awful weal's. Paul was reacting as his penis twitched & rose from between his legs. Monica was fascinated as were many of the local women & girls.
    Naomi moved against the frame but couldn't avoid the lashes. Her lovely bottom was getting ridged. The caning continued. Paul was moaning and Naomi emitting screams as the cane bit.
    She looked to be fainting & suddenly slumped on the frame. The Medic came forward with smelling salts and slowly she came round.
    The caning continued with both emitting yelps and screams until 30 strokes had been delivered on each arse and thighs.
    Untethered the adulterers were led away. Paul's penis was the centre of attention for the women and must have grown a few inches!
    Back at our accommodation Monica & I had some wine and reviewed the day. Both of us were unmarried and I had always liked Monica. She was obviously moved by having experienced the canings and by Paul's manhood. After more wine she suggested we share the bed in my room and I had the most pleasant of experiences..... She was a great lover!

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  29. Having read Hiranthi's story and the recent ones above I thought readers may be interested in my South African experience in Capetown during the days of Apartheid. White women mixing with black guys was illegal but we 3 girls rather liked black guys, mainly for the size of their "shilong" which could be anything between 10 and 12 inches when fully erect! Unfortunately the Police had been tipped off and we were arrested & put in cells. Next morning we were in Court and sentenced to 20 lashes of the Sambok, which is a woven leather whip. In the punishment room we removed our jeans, socks and panties. There were 3 "horses" and each of us was tethered over a horse with our wrists and ankles fixed to the 4 legs. All our charms were EXPOSED but that was the least of our worries!
    A female Officer wielded the sambok and struck really hard.
    Right from the start she made us scream as the pain was horrific as the leather cut into our cheeks. There was no mercy shown and each of us received the full 20 lashes and were close to fainting.
    Our bums were damp with perspiration and fine bloody cuts.
    In fact I still have 3 marks on my bottom all these years later.
    Looking back the experience was horrendous but once Apartheid had been abandoned then the nice black shilong was in demand again by we white girls, and oh so satisfying!

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    1. That really brings back memories of South Africa in Apartheid days. Me and a friend, Debbie, were caught by Police with two black lads. I think our interest in them was similar to that of Valerie & her friends. They were well hung too! At the Police Station the Duty Sargent lectured us but as we were still teenagers suggested that we be dealt with there instead of going to Court and having a police record early in life. Also we could have the rattan cane instead of the Sambok, the terrible woven leather whip.
      We were told that we would get 15 strokes and would have to strip for the punishment. We agreed and were taken to a room within the cell area. There we were told to strip off everything. This was the first time we would be naked in front of strangers, but we removed everything. The garments were taken by a female Officer.
      The male Sargeant arrived with the rattan, thin and yellow and very whippy.
      Two females held our hands across the table as the caning began. Neither of us had experienced a caning before and it was a SHOCK!!
      Both of we 17 year olds were well developed and our unsupported boobs must have been a sight together with scant hair covering our pussies and legs tapped apart for the caning!
      We soon forgot any modesty and our legs flailed as the horrible cane cut into our cheeks and top of our thighs, accompanied by screams.
      The edge of the desk was exciting my pubes and I noticed one of the females looking at me and smiling. Yes, there was no doubt I was cumming despite the pain, or because of it! Debbie was also moving & told me afterwards that although terribly painful the cane had brought on similar feelings.
      The caning over, the female Officer brought in our clothes and a box of tissues smiling, and whispering that we might need them! We thanked her.
      Needless to say we were very careful in future where we sought our satisfaction and from who!


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    2. You were lucky to be treated that way, Kerrie, even it it was painful. I think that the SA Police felt some leniency towards young people. But this was somewhat enjoyed in the relative privacy of a local or village police station. Basically they had an in house strip show and an unofficial use of a cane!
      I was caught in similar circumstances as you when I was just 17. I was a tall attractive teen with firm boobs a trim bottom & long legs. The station was a country one with only two officers on duty, a male sgt and a female constable.
      I was offered an unofficial caning . II accepted and was taken to a room where the female helped me undress.
      I suspected her sexuality & right enough she felt my breasts, kissing the nipples before exploring me "down below"!
      I played along asking that the caning shouldn't be too hard.
      When the Sgt arrived she whispered to him and he smiled.
      She took me to a table and I lay over it as she kissed my bottom. Then the Sgt took over and gave me 10 strokaes with a rattan cane. They hurt but I managed to take them.
      He left and the constable took me to a rest room and began to undress revealing a shapely figure. On the settee we cuddled and she fingered me to a shattering orgasm!
      I was so turned on I reciprocated although I had never pleased a woman before. It felt nice and I made her orgasm too! We spent another hour making love and she treated my bruised arse with ointment.
      I had never had a sexual experience with a woman before
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    3. Following recent interesting posts I can relate an experience at a summer camp of Girl Guides and Rangers some years ago.
      I was in charge of the weekend camp for 15 Girl Guides age up to 13+ and 12 Rangers age 14 to 18.
      The Guides were housed in 2 large bell tents and Rangers 2 sharing a ridge tent. One evening after bar-b-que I noticed 2 Rangers, Amelia and Joanne sitting close to one another in a dark area and cuddling from time to time. Everyone retired for the night at 21.30 and I sat reading in my office/bed tent. At about 22.30 I thought I would check on these 2 girls who were sharing a tent in one of the clearings in the woods as I thought I could see a dim light. Taking a torch I approached their tent and peered through the opening.
      I was shocked to see the girls naked and in the 69 position as they licked and tongued each others pussies!
      Shining the torch they were startled!
      Both were well developed girls especially Amelia for a girl of 16. They pleaded for me not to report their actions to the Guide Group Office or their parents.
      I said I would consider what should be done knowing the seriousness of their actions and that they would be dismissed the Group. Next morning I went into the woods and selected some very whippy branches from a Holly tree and summoned the girls to my office/tent the others having gone hiking. I explained that they were to be caned & no further action would be taken. They looked shocked but agreed. I told them to strip which, hesitantly, they did.
      Both had lovely figures but Amelia's breasts were just stunning and Joanne's bubble butt beautifully shaped. I made them bend lengthways over the trestle table facing one another and hold hands. I told them they would each receive 10 strokes of my holly switch. They pleaded to no avail.
      I laid them on 2 at a time then going to the other girl so that the pain could sink in. They howled at each lash & rolled about although managing to keep holding hands.
      The holly worked perfectly as it was so whippy leaving long marks around the entire cheeks. The sting must have been awful. The last strokes given two sobbing girls lay exhausted and well punished with crimson buttocks turning blue. For the next few days they took their meals standing up.
      The rest of the camp they behaved & eventually thanked me for not reporting their affair.



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    4. I was a Ranger some years ago and we had been away at Camp. An elder Ranger, Betty who was 18, had been in charge of a group of young Guides and had been rather careless & left one behind when returning from an excursion. Thankfully she got back without incident but the matter was reported.
      After the camp weekend the "dereliction of duty" was raised by the Guides parents and the Chief Ranger met the Ranger involved . Dismissal was planned but Betty pleaded for some other punishment. Eventually she agreed to be caned.
      Betty, at 18, was a buxom girl and was to be caned at a Meeting! When this was heard by others who were to attend the Meeting there was disbelief and chat as to whether she might be caned over her day clothes, over her knickers, or "on the bare". Some said seeing her naked would be fun!
      At the Meeting a trestle had been set up on stage. Everyone sat & the reason for the caning was explained. The bombshell for those present was the news that Betty would be caned on her bare bottom! There was much tittering!
      She was told to remove her jeans and her little panties revealing her ample cheeks and wispy red pubic hair.
      I am sure many thought what a gorgeous meaty bum she had and how it would be marked.
      Over the trestle she looked stunning.
      A senior school cane was used and really marked her nates.
      She howled at each hard stroke, the cane descending from above shoulder height. There were many blushing faces in the audience as the strokes fell and, if the girls felt like I did, some very damp panties too.
      Eventually stroke 10 was placed diagonally to an ear splitting scream from Betty as she slumped over the trestle, well punished.
      Her arse was wealed , the lines turning blue and a reminder of her negligence for days to follow.

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    5. Great report Heather. I had a long association with the Girl Guides Movement from my pre teens right up to my last years as a Ranger at 18. Thankfully I never had to endure a caning but several of my friends did and I saw several.
      In our local troop the young guides were spanked with a gym shoe over their knickers although the disciplining officer might get her to pull them up between her bum cheeks for more serious offences. If it were a Ranger, a cane would always be used & at least 6 strokes applied, and always with knickers up between her cheeks, which meant a painful bare bum caning but with a girls modesty intact. If the offence was of a sexual nature then up to a dozen were not unknown & always carried out in front of the assembled troop.

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    6. Yes, I remember my Guide & Ranger days well. In my troop there were similar happenings but one of our Senior Rangers was a strict disciplinarian. Once, a friend of mine who was a young Guide was caught being "naughty" with a young Boy Scout and she got an "Exemplary Punishment" with her skirt pinned up and her knickers around her knees. With her parents consent a junior cane was laid across her little backside 6 times and her screams were enough to "wake the dead"! The next day she showed me her bum and it bore 6 blue/black raised ridges & she said it was extremely painful to sit, or even to have her knicks rubbing it, so she left them off! Luckily she wasn't caught.
      Rangers often got swiped across their knickers with a plimsoll but misbehaviour of a sexual nature might well incur a bare bummed caning with a Senior Girls school cane.

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  30. Yes, corporal punishment was a lot more widespread in the Scouts & Guides than was ever admitted. Many of the kids & teens involved didn't want their parents to know of their naughtiness so didn't tell!
    Lots of this took place at camp weekends & when I was a Guide I had a Ranger take interest in me and I had my first introduction to intimacy with another girl. Strange at first but I soon began to enjoy removal of my clothes and the gentle kissing, fondling and tonging & the inevitable orgasm. Unfortunately we were caught once and I got a spanking with a plimsoll and she got a caning as, "being older", she was presumed to be the instigator. This was done in private but with our panties removed and us bending over a trestle table in the Chief Guiders tent. We tried not to make too much noise as the instruments scorched our bare cheeks!

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    1. I agree with June as I daren't have told my parents of any misbehaviour at camp as I would have got a strapping at home!
      At camp any punishment of Guides was done in the Rangers tent in private. Invariably your skirt was pinned up, your knickers taken down & you bent over the end of the trestle table. Usually it was 6 with a plimsoll but one Ranger had a short stick cut from a Holly tree and that really hurt as it wrapped around your cheeks. I was well padded and the sting & throbbing was atrocious. Another Ranger, after applying the plimsoll would put soothing cream on your red cheeks and that always excited me. In fact it gave me a funny feeling which I now know was my 1st cumming! Yes, Guiding set a girl up for life!

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    2. I well remember the punishments at Guide Camps and, just like Jane I dare not have told my parents. I remember my first "excitement" after having my knickers down for the belt. I really didn't understand the rather pleasant feeling between my legs brought on by the sting of the belt and it wasn't until my elder sister asked me if I had been affected by the punishment that I realised what had happened!

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    3. During my days in the Brownies, Guides and Rangers the only punishments for misbehaving were corporal either by hand, plimsoll or cane. My parents knew this & fully supported the policy. Management seemed to feel that punishment should be sobering so right across the spectrum a girls bottom was always bared even for the youngest.
      Often this was more worrying than the actual physical hurt!
      I escaped punishment in early days but as a Guide I got the plimsoll once and the cane twice as a Ranger. The pain of the cane was unbelievable and the black/blue raised weals lasted for weeks. Parents were always informed and after a caning they would always have me bare my bottom for inspection.
      Once, when, as a Ranger at 16, I was caned for sexual misconduct, my parents gave me a naked caning the following week and that was traumatic for a girl with a
      developing figure. Also, sitting was impossible for even more days as I had weals on weals!

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    4. Wow, Eleanor your parents were certainly strict! Your poor bum must have been hell, but those were the days of "behave or else". My parents were strict too & supported the Guide movement to be so as well. At home in early years I was spanked for bad behaviour, always by hand but also, always on the bare bottom, so it was no shock as a Brownie to have my little knickers taken down, or off & a sore bottom being the result. Post puberty many Guides were reluctant to remove their knickers and bare their bums but refusal meant dismissal from the Troop, so most capitulated thinking they could keep their girlish charms private by firmly holding their legs together!
      Not a chance, as when the wicked little rattan cane cut into their cheeks and tops of their thighs, legs flailed and all their most secret charms were revealed to the chastiser.
      When I became a Ranger in charge of a troop I was charged with instilling discipline and , in the accepted way recipients were always caned " on the bare" despite their protestations.
      I would make them remove their own knickers, or, sometimes rather sexy panties, before bending over the table. Tapping the girls legs apart to relax her buttocks she would be warned to hold position of receive extra strokes.
      I never tired of the views presented having suffered similarly many times. Some had a forest between their legs whilst others were almost devoid of hair. The variety of shapes and size of girls charms was remarkable as were their actions on receipt of the cane. I had several "spurt" during punishment and many would shudder uncontrollably, as they experienced orgasm, some, maybe for the first time.
      At least all my Troop punishments were conducted in private.

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    5. Nice to read the recollections of girls Guiding days.
      Things were very similar in the Scouting world.
      That's where I first encountered corporal punishment.
      I was at my 1st camp and a group of us were caught in an orchard without the owners consent. That evening in the assembly tent the 4 of us were given the choice, "go home of accept a caning"! Most of us would have been punished at home so we opted for the latter. The Troop of 25 were assembled seated to witness our punishment.
      Trestle tables had been put out the front front and we were brought in and 2 of us stood in front of each table with our backs to the audience. On instruction we unbuckled our belts, and removed our shorts and briefs, placing them on the table. Then the order, "bend over" was given. The Scoutmaster from behind tapped our legs apart. What a sight that must have been? I could feel an erection coming on!
      " Righ,t each of you will receive a stroke in turn", he said. "If you get up, it will be repeated!"
      I was 1st and the horrible swish of the cane was followed by indescribable pain! Then the sound of others receiving the cane as the pain sunk in and my cheeks throbbed.
      Thank goodness we only got 6 strokes and all managed to stay down.
      The best display for the audience must have been when we were told to get up and face them. Each of us was displaying an enormous erection, anything from 5" to 7" long and pointing upwards! In fact, the Troop applauded and were admonished by the Scoutmaster for doing so!
      From that day on any corporal punishment or mention of it has me erect in no time!

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    6. I was never spanked at home so the shock when I learned that Brownies, Guides and Rangers were subject to corporal punishment really hit me.
      I witnesses a few punishments whilst a Brownie, usually over knickers, but my first seeing a Guide caned on her BARE bottom was a shock, especially over the corner of a table with her privates exposed! She had little pubic hair so her pink slit and little puckered anus was revealed.
      She only got 4 strokes but the weals were soon raised and looked sore.
      I got my 1st caning when 16 but it was 6 and my bum throbbed for ages. Thankfully a friend had some soothing cream and I a funny feeling down below as she applied it.
      I think that was my 1st orgasm as I was very wet!

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    7. When I joined the Brownies I, too, had no idea that in such an organisation there would be physical punishments for naughty girls until I went on my first camp. The girls were pre-teens & often quite naughty disobeying instructions or with bad timekeeping.
      In charge was a Ranger, Jenny, in her late teens and, we learned, a believer in corporal punishment! On our 2nd night we were summoned to the main tent and we had a talk on "standards" and what would happen if we ignored them or misbehaved. My friend, Joanne, was singled out for mention of her recent breaking the rules after "lights-out". Called to the front she was lectured & told to bend over the trestle table. Then her little skirt was raised to reveal her knickers.
      Next ,her little lily white bum was bared! The girls were shocked! Jenny produced a short cane and gave Joanne 4 strokes across her cheeks, Joanne crying out as the cane bit. I never had my bum bared as a Brownie but as a Guide & Ranger I had several canings. As in any single sex organisation there can be sexual naughtiness and ours was no exception. Girls "fell in love" and ,if caught , were punished in public to warn others.
      One night I was caught in bed with my friend Gina. We were enjoying each others bodies by fondling, sucking and penetrating one another with a sex toy! The night Ranger was furious and next day we were caned during the morning Assembly, bare from the waist down. God it hurt as we got 8 strokes each on the butt & top of our thighs.
      Ever since I have enjoyed sex with another girl and we often spank one another to get our juices flowing!
      All thanks to our beginnings?

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    8. I never had corporal punishment at home until I joined the Girl Guides. In our troop if we received punishment at Camp our parents would be notified. Because of this my Father said that it seemed he had been "too soft" with me and from then on, in my teen years, there would be a cane kept on the hook behind my bedroom door! I was shocked that Mother agreed with him. Only just in my teens I was often thoughtless or rude and the next time that happened I felt that nasty whippy rattan cane.
      Usually I got it at bedtime as I was changing into my pyjamas when I had taken my panties off or sometimes naked as I came from the shower! That was the most embarrassing as even at my age my boobs were developing and I had pointy nipples and dark areolae, and "down below" some fine blonde hair. But I soon forgot the embarrassment as I bent over the corner of my bed and the nasty rattan was taken from its hook and laid across my cheeks.
      Sometimes it was 4, usually 6, but once 9 following a poor school report. Later in my teens coming home after curfew resulted in a red, swollen, caned bottom.

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    9. Precisely the same happened to me when I joined the Brownies in my pre teens. We had a strict Ranger in charge and any misbehaviour was dealt with by use of a plimsoll on the bum. Usually you raised your skirt & your little knickers were pulled up tight between your bum cheeks and the plimsoll applied to the bare bum. Wow, it hurt! I got it a few times & my scorched cheeks made sitting difficult for a day or two. The 1st time my discomfort was noticed at home & I had to explain why I was fidgeting when I sat , & indeed, show my red bum! Later that month my parents spanked me for the 1st time & not with my knicks pulled up but with my knickers off!
      I went on to be a Guide in my teens & suffered a few bare bum canings at camp. Thankfully these were in private so only the Guide Mistress saw your privates. I always had my bum treated with cream by her afterwards and had what I now know as my very 1st orgasm as a result.
      Later I became a Ranger and at 17 was in charge of summer camps. In any single sex organisation sexuality can be a problem and we had several instances of "liaisons" between girls, some just sleeping together and some being caught in intimate "contact" such as being in the "69" position tonging one another's pussies !! These were always dealt with severely with 6 to 9 strokes of the cane delivered across the bare bottoms of the girls involved.

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    10. I loved Hiranthi's story and also the experiences of Girl Guides related above. Really fascinating and true, as I can confirm.
      I was a Girl Guide and we were at Camp. About 12 of us with a leader who was a Ranger. We were camped by a River in a remote area and the weather was hot. A group of 8 of us decided we would go "skinny dipping"! All went well until we decided to come out of the river and Mary, the Ranger, appeared! She was apoplectic and called us "dirty little girls", that we should be "ashamed of ourselves", and we would be dealt with later! That evening after supper the Troop ( all 12) gathered in the marquee. The others were shocked when told of our skinny dipping. The Ranger said that we would be dealt with appropriately. As we were nude in the water we would be nude for our punishment which would be a caning in a few minutes time! It seems that she had acquired a suitable switch from the woodland about 3ft long and a half inch in diameter.
      We 8 miscreants were called out the front and told to strip!
      We did, stopping when we were in bra and panties, "And the rest" we were told. What a sight that was! Teen girls in various stages of development! There were some pointy boobs, some needing support, pert nipples and mere flat buttons. Some had trim bubble-butts whilst others saggy bum cheeks! The girls were dealt with alphabetically, each getting 6 searing strokes of the stick, whilst bending across a trestle table with bum to the audience, all but 4 of which were to be caned! Legs flailed!
      No one took the caning silently as the rod was delivered at full strength from above shoulder level! Indeed, there were some ear piercing screams as the nasty rod bit the flesh.
      That night I am sure many of the girls relieved their tensions in bed (I remember I did!) and even admitted it to one another at breakfast.
      Next morning, unashamedly, many dispensed with panties and we also showed one another the marks on our butts! The marks lasted for weeks and we were very careful not to tell our parents what had taken place as many of us would have received another dose which might well have been more and applied with even more force!!

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  31. After I retired from Teaching I ran a small general store very popular with local professionals popping in after work.
    Late one afternoon just before closing a smart lady in a business suit came into the shop & wandered around the shelves. Watching on cctv it seemed not all goods were going into the basket! I challenged her at the counter and asked to check her bag. sure enough some expensive items were there.
    I asked her into my office & picked up my phone to call the Police.
    She asked me not to do that and was there "some other way".
    I said that if a teenager stole then I might offer a punishment like a spanking but she was a middle aged lady.
    "Why not?" she replied. I was dumbfounded! I told her that if I agreed it would be a caning upstairs in my flat after closing time and she could expect it to be across her bare bottom. She paled but said, "I understand".
    Having closed shop I followed her upstairs admiring her stocking clad legs and trim figure. I took her to a bedroom and pointed out the ensuite, instructing her to take off her suit and to come into the lounge in her undies for her caning.
    In about 10 minutes she appeared in her pink bra, suspender belt, black stockings and tiny panties. She looked stunning.
    I told her to remove her panties. Hesitating, she did, revealing a little triangle of trimmed pubic hair over the curly lips of her sex.
    I pointed to the sofa and told her to lean over the arm.
    That presented the target, two beautiful orbs of flesh. Tapping her legs apart revealed a dark anal button and the damp looking lips of her vagina. Absolutely stunning framed with her suspenders and stockings! Picking up my old school rattan I tapped her bum lightly before bringing it down sharply. A small yelp. After 4, louder yelps until at 7 she gave a muffled scream. She quietly sobbed but squirmed at 9 almost turning over. What a delightful view of her lady charms, damp and inviting! I continued with lighter strokes, but whipping No 12 in as a diagonal which made her scream!
    I helped her up and she kissed me on the cheek saying, "I deserved that!" By this time she had no inhibitions left so lay, front down on the sofa. I offered to cream her nates and she gladly accepted. She really had a beautiful figure for a lady of 45! I got her a gin & tonic and we talked for some time.
    Later she dressed and on her way through the shop I gave her the "stolen items", saying "You've paid for them".
    I've seen her since & she has always given me a kiss, and said "thank you for my lesson!"

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    1. Love your post David. What a nice bit of history to remember.
      I have a similar happening to relate but I was on the receiving end!
      I was on my "gap year" & chosen to hike in France.
      One afternoon I was in a gift shop in a small village and like most students short of money. Stupidly I put 2 items in my bag but was spotted by the lady who owned the shop.
      I pleaded with her not to call the Gendarmerie & I would sort payment.
      She said I would have to be punished and I asked "How?"
      She replied, "The cane". I was flabbergasted but intrigued as I had been caned both at school & at home. She told me to come back at 7pm & asked for my passport which she put in her safe.
      I was back at 7pm and ushered upstairs to her accommodation. We had a glass of wine and talked. Monique was a widow of 46 with a daughter working abroad. Since I saw her in the shop she had changed into a loose top & short skirt & looked very attractive. We discussed my punishment and she confirmed I would be caned on my bare bottom and that I would get 9 strokes of her rattan cane which she used to feel from her husband and that her daughter got when naughty. I blanched!
      She said I should go to the toilet and then to her bedroom where she arranged pillows on the bed.
      As the weather was warm I was wearing shorts and a T shirt so I took off my shorts and my briefs. Like most lads at 18 I had no control of my libido and my penis instantly sprang to attention. She smiled. She picked up the cane as I lay over the pillows whipping it through the air.
      The 1st stroke took my breath away. She whipped them in hard and at 6 I began to yell out but she continued until I had had the full 9. She left the room as I sobbed into the sheets laying face down.
      Some time later she returned and sat on the bed. I felt her hand on my cheeks applying some cream or ointment.
      My erection was rampant and after a few minutes I turned over! Her eyes widened and she uttered in her broken English, "That's nice!"
      She left the room retuning with tissues and took charge as I spurted my load.
      Later we had supper and then she suggested I stay the night sharing her bed! Who was I to refuse?
      I watched her undress revealing her trim figure and gorgeous breasts. Naked we got into bed but did not sleep for an hour or more! In fact she was the 1st woman with whom I had unprotected sex. Both of us were glad that the next day was Sunday and....yes, we fucked again, twice, before a very late breakfast.



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  32. I really enjoyed Hiranthi's story.
    I thought readers may like mine as Secretary to the Head of
    a "finishing academy for girls" in their late teens.
    On the 1st day the new girls were seen by the Headmaster.
    He went through the curriculum and other items before turning to the subject of Cp. He confirmed our parents consents had been given so he would demonstrate the various "applications" and introduce us to the cane. In all cases the Senior Girls School Cane was used and applied by a Master in any one of 6 different ways.
    1st was on the hand. Michelle was told to hold out her hands one at a time and was given one stroke on each, much to her dismay and accompanying cries!
    Next, he explained was on a girls thighs, the most tender spot of her body. He asked Dawn to come forward and bend over the desk raising her skirt. This she did showing her regulation pale blue knickers. He tapped her legs apart a little before giving her 3 hard strokes on the very top of her thighs. She yelped loudly as they landed and frantically rubbed the developing red lines as her tears weld up.
    The 3rd possibility was a full bum caning with knickers retained.
    June, a busty blonde girl was selected and told to bend over the desk and raise her skirt. This she did revealing a well filled pair of blue regulation knickers. After adjusting her legs the Head took up the cane whipping it through the air a few times and making June wince. Then her lashed it down 3 times across her arse. She screamed and burst into tears frantically rubbing her nates.
    The Head explained that Masters often modified No3 by pulling the knickers up between a girls bum cheeks so the cane would fall on her bare flesh, although it would be a "knickers retained" caning in the punishment book! He called forward Samantha, a pretty auburn haired girl who bent over as directed. The Head inserted his fingers and pulled the knickers up between her bum cheeks, so she presented a virtually bare bottom. The cane struck 3 times accompanied by cries and squirming from the recipient.
    No 4 was a caning with knickers removed and Joanne a tall dark haired girl was told to step out of her blue knickers. She did, displaying a dark bush of pubic hair as she went to bend over the desk & he legs were fussily tapped apart to relax her buttocks, but in doing so reveal her small puckered arsehole. The cane was slowly applied as she squirmed on the desk and wailed as the cane bit. She was crying and sobbing when told to rise.
    Lastly the Head explained that many girls found it difficult to stay down & jumped up as soon as the cane struck. If this was the case then they would be given a "legs up" caning.
    Just one girl remained and that was Juliette, a pretty, tall red head with a curvy figure. She was called forward and told to sit on the desk and raise her legs. As she did pale pink and white panties came into view. The Head sternly told her to get up and remove her skirt and her non-regulation underwear. She was reluctant to do so until warned she might earn more strokes if she disobeyed! Off they came.
    She remonstrated that she wanted to put regulation Knickers on but the Head refused her request and ordered her back on to the desk.
    Reluctantly she obeyed lifting her legs up, supporting them with her hands and revealing her light covering of red pubic hair over the curly lips of her pussy and, below, the dark edged opening of her arse. She looked stunning and even I felt some excitement welling below! The Head told her that she would receive 6 strokes for her disregard of the regulations.
    He tapped the cane across her cheeks before whipping it down. Her scream was full bloodied and repeated as the strokes fell and she burst into tears and sobs. The ridges across her bottom were vivid red, turning blue as she was helped off the desk.
    She was still stunningly attractive if not more so with her highly decorated bottom.


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    1. Great report, Sarah-Jane. What a wonderful way to introduce new girls to their Finishing School. I particularly applaud the Head's treatment of Juliette who had already ignored the rules. I suspect she will remember that for ever & recollecting it might have provided a certain "relief" over the years!

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    2. At the Ladies College I attended we had a very attractive Games Mistress probably in her 30's. After Hockey we all used the communal showers including her and I shall always remember that she had the firmest breasts I had ever seen needing absolutely no support.
      If we had played badly she would often come into the showers with a gym shoe and give us all a whack on each buttock! Most of us seemed to enjoy her attention and one or two girls stuck out their bums for more. She was always happy to oblige and it was rumoured that some girls also had "further treatment"!

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  33. Really enjoyed reading your post, Sarah-Jane.
    What a great way to make teenage girls sit up & listen. I often felt the cane at home back in my teens. Always "on the bare" or nude immediately after showering. Result? Improved behaviour.

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  34. What a great introduction to your Father's past on the Estate.
    I bet Annabelle's attire, or lack of it affected you somewhat?
    Certainly she sounded a lovely maiden lady who, however, knew her "charms".

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  35. Reading Hiranthi's story took me back to when we were educating our children in their teen years so that they would achieve grades good enough to take them to University.
    Corporal punishment had been abolished by law in schools with detention taking its place.
    My husband and I discussed this and decided that detention at school would result in CP at home.
    Our three children, Katie,13, Cathy,15 and Dawn, 16 were not impressed.
    After late afternoon Detention the girl would have the evening to contemplate her punishment at bedtime. It could be the belt, the Lochelly Strap, or the cane. The choice would be ours. In their bedroom the girl would change into her nightwear leaving her bottom bare and await her fate.
    If it were the belt or Strap then 12 lashes would be given, if the cane then 6.
    Detentions were notably fewer!
    The other matter was the End of Term Reports.
    Grades in subjects were A to E and we made it known that A and B grades were acceptable but C to D would attract punishments.
    C would be a "panties pulled up" caning.
    D would be a bare bottom caning.
    E would be a bare bottom, legs-up caning.
    The girls were worried.

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  36. After the way you dealt with detentions, I bet the girls were worried and a little sore from time to time! But what a great idea to focus their minds on a good education for the future? Was your plan concerning End of Term Report grades effective? Do tell us more about how you put it into practice.

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  37. What a great way to educate your daughters, Abigail. A
    short, sharp shock works much better than detentions ever will. I am intrigued how you dealt with the End of Term Report Grades. Do please tell us more and whether it was effective.

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  38. Yes, I am intrigued to learn how your plans panned out as I believe in the importance of girls applying themselves to their studies even if getting them to do so causes some pain and embarrassment! My daughters certainly need incentive, so I will be looking forward to your revelations.

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  39. Love your post, Abigail. An excellent way of dealing with recalcitrant youngsters who learn nothing from detention.
    I hate to think how many times my Dad's cane visited my bare bum during my teens. Can't wait to hear how you dealt with the Report Grades issue.

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  40. Thank you ladies for your interest. I will endeavour to bring you the full story.
    Following our decision there were only a few weeks of term left so the 1st End of Term Reports would show the true picture as to the girls' performances.
    The "dreaded" Friday arrived & the sealed Reports received.
    We had decided to look at them, in the Study, after Dinner. The girls were subdued.
    Katie's was 1st showing 2xA, 2xB,1xC,1xD & 1xE, from her 7 subjects. She looked concerned.
    Next, Cathy. 3xA, 2xB, 1xC & 1xD. She smiled, obviously relieved.
    Last was Dawn with her 8 subjects: 2xA, 3xB, 1xC,1xD & 1xE. She looked tearful, probably because of getting an E, and what that entailed!
    We decided to deal with the C's that evening as it meant the girls just bending over the desk having raised their skirts. Their school knickers would be pulled up into the crease between their cheeks so, for all intents & purposes they would receive a bare bottom caning. The girls were prepared and their Father produced the junior girls school cane, each receiving 3 strokes. Although watery eyed they took their caning quietly and went to bed.
    There were then the D's to deal with & we decided to do so on Sunday morning. The girls were told to be in the Study at 11am and to come without knickers or panties.
    This they did looking very worried. Each was called forward in turn, being told to raise her skirt and position herself on the corner of the desk where a towel had been placed in case of "accidents". This positioning relaxed the girls buttocks for the cane but also reminded them of their shame having to reveal their "privates". Katie was 1st showing a rather boyish bottom & a mere slit as indication of her sex, although she looked upset.
    For D punishments the Senior Girls cane was used and 3 strokes given. Katie yelped at the 1st. After a 10 second pause the 2nd took her by surprise and she leapt up screaming & grabbing her cheeks.. She was told it would not count and burst into tears. She took the remainder sobbing.
    Next Cathy. Her figure was developing nicely and she was very concerned at getting over the desk and as she did so there was evidence of her bulging pubis & light covering of pubic hair. She was already tearful but took her strokes with just a yelp.
    Last of all, Dawn. At 16 she was even more aware of her body & already needing a 32b bra. She had a lovely "bubble butt" & very noticeable pussy lips as she spread her legs.
    Dawn was very embarrassed and blushing deeply as she took up her position. However she was very stoic and took her 3 searing cuts of the cane with a mere grunt as each landed.
    I couldn't help wondering then how she was going to react to the punishment for an E, a bare bummed "legs -up" caning!
    Those E punishments would be on the following weekend as the girls' bottoms needed to recover from the 6 strokes already received.
    Come the weekend it was Katie & Dawn for "legs-up".
    We met in the Study. Both girls had been told to come in dressing gowns without skirts or panties. Both were tearful & pleaded to have an ordinary caning. That was refused.
    Katie was 1st. She wore a short blouse, & was naked below & was covering her tiny slit. She sat on the desk, laid back, hands behind knees and was ready. Her little slit and button of her arse visible, her eyes watery and her face red. She got 6 strokes of the senior cane and cried out as each landed. Helped off the desk she went to her bedroom sobbing & holding her striped cheeks.
    Dawn was very tearful. She wore a blouse & bra but naked from the waist down. Laying back she revealed her most intimate charms, slightly curly pussy lips and lovely blonde pubic hair. In position the cane was applied every 10 seconds & reaction went from "ouch", to "AHHGHH!" to a full bloodied scream as the 6th cut in! She was sobbing uncontrollably as I took her to her room.
    Later I applied cold cream to the girls' ridged cheeks.
    Did our "scheme" work?
    Next term no E's. The term after, no D's! So, yes it did AND all girls got to the University of her choice too.


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    1. That was a graphic description of the "legs-up" but no more than the girls deserved for their bad grades.

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    2. I shall never forget my first and last "diaper" caning I received when I was 17. Like many teen girls I was proud of my body especially my trim bum and perky breasts and, coming from the Caribbean, I had dark areolae and very prominent nipples.
      Down below my pubis bulged parting my 'lips' and showing a little of my soft pink entrance.
      Unfortunately I had been caught by my parents naked in our swimming pool with a neighbours son, Julian, a very attractive 16 year old. He was naked too and proudly displaying his manhood which was erect (through my ministrations!) and at least 8" long!
      We were both ushered into the summerhouse and Mum phoned his parents who came over.
      We were asked to explain ourselves but it was obvious what we had been doing.
      Our parents conversed as we sat in towels.
      It was decided that we deserved a caning & having had a strict upbringing we were not surprised but their decision to give it "diaper fashion" shocked us. Dad went to fetch his cane, a metre long rattan. In the meantime Mum placed big soft cushions on a table and Julian was told to sit there, lay back and put his legs in the air with his hands behind his knees! What a show, with his protruding penis and hanging balls in full view. My Mum seemed to be taking a great interest, probably imagining what she could do with it in other circumstances!
      It was decided we would 'only' get 6 strokes of the rattan as a 1st offence (little did they know).
      Dad always caned hard and this time was no exception.
      Julian took it well just grunting and only when the 5th stroke grazed his balls did he scream.
      After the 6th he was helped up clutching them.
      Then it was my turn. Proud of my assets I let them swing as I moved to the table all eyes following me.
      Laying back I drew up my legs feeling coolness as the lips of my pussy parted. I could only imagine where everyone was looking especially the Dad's.
      This time Julian's Dad was invited to take up the cane and readily accepted. First tapping my cheeks the cane was raised shoulder high and lashed down. I emitted a shriek as that was a HARD stroke making me roll side to side.
      My pussy ached and I had 'feelings' below as the thrashing continued. Stroke 5 landed on the very tender top of my thighs and I shrieked again. Thankfully I managed not to make a spectacle by having a very wet orgasm, although by stroke 6 I was very close and my nipples were also aching for attention.
      I saw Julian and enjoyed his equipment many more times but away from home & we were never caught again.

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  41. Fascinating! Just proves the old adage of sparing the rod & spoiling the child. Destroying a girls modesty is never nice, and more so for a well developed 16 year old but I am sure Dawn promised herself never to be in that position again so blatantly displaying her all! Thank you so much for your very frank report. Our twin teen girls are currently not concentrating on their studies & I shall show your report to their Father.

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  42. Thanks, Abigail, for your detailed reply. Wow, I can just picture the happenings! But congratulations on doing it & the outcome. We have 2 children, David who is 16 and Penny who is 15. Both have not produced their best at school so we'll be considering an End of Term report regime.

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  43. My goodness, Abigail, a short, sharp shock indeed. I can just imagine Dawn's reaction to the "legs-up" position. I received such a punishment and I have NEVER forgotten the embarrassment of total exposure of my most private parts.
    My daughter, Marianne, needs some "taking in hand" and you have given me some excellent advice!

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  44. Graphically illustrated, Abigail. Thank you. It certainly seemed to focus the minds of your 3 girls! My partner and I have discussed the matter and you seem to have found a solution to lack of application in the classroom. Not altogether nice but ,seemingly, very effective. Our son, Richard, and his sister, Hayley could well benefit from a similar regime.

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  45. my husband & I had a very frank discussion following Abigail's full report & concluded that or twins could well benefit from being reigned in before it's educationally too late. We are discussing it with the girls after our meal this evening. I can but imagine their reaction!

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  46. Well, after dinner I gave the twins a photocopy of Abigail's report to read. Gradually both of them became wide-eyed & started to blush! "You can't be serious?" said Juliette in disbelief, "We have never bared our bottoms for anyone!"
    "Yes" said Julie, "That's right, and as for a legs-up, that's an immoral punishment to impose on a girl"!
    I replied that none of this would happen if their end of term report grades were acceptable, so substantial improvement was required if modesty is to be respected in future.
    They retired to bed looking extremely worried.
    I couldn't help thinking what the two fifteen year olds may have in store soon, probably a rude awakening to corporal punishment of the bare bottom one way or the other!

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  47. Love the reaction, Denise. I think Marianne's might be similar.
    Even when she was at Junior School she would rather not have me there when they had the Doctor Inspections & she would have to strip to have a body check.
    If her recent Reports have been any indication then she could be in for at least one "Legs-up" or even two. I will let her see Abigail's report today.

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  48. I let my two look at Abigail's report yesterday.
    They were gobsmacked to use an awful modern word!
    Both couldn't believe there was such a thing as a "Legs-up" punishment and David asked, "wouldn't a penis get in the way?" I had no answer! Penny just blushed and said, "How embarrassing to have to bare my bum, pussy and arsehole and withstand a caning".
    We shall see how things go.

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  49. My goodness I seem to have started something. Nice to hear from you all. I would comment that "legs-up" isn't strictly necessary. A nude caning following a shower just before bed can be an equally traumatic happening with "everything" on show and "safe" for boys!

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  50. Marianne was shocked to read Abigail's report on the punishment of her 3 girls and was wide-eyed in disbelief that a daughter could be so humiliated. If I adopt a similar policy I told her that she should be grateful that as a single parent only I would see her "secrets"! I don't think that helped her in her horror.

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  51. With end of term on the horizon my daughter, Marianne, is showing concern about what grades she might have in her end of term report.
    She really sounds worried she may be getting her first caning especially as she was there when a long thin Amazon parcel arrived. I think it's not, necessarily, the cane she is worried about but it's having to bare her rather well developing body!
    We shall see.

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    1. Marianne's private school will close in 3 days time for the summer holidays and there will be her end of term report brought home in a sealed envelope. From past experience I have seen some D's and E's on previous ones so the weekend could be revealing in many ways!
      The Amazon Rattan awaits on a hook on her bedroom door.
      I will report further in detail.

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  52. Yes, the twins also finish this week so I'm sure it will be an interesting weekend! Their Father has been looking out things inherited from his family and so far he has a leather strap that he used to feel and a metre long rattan cane from his Mother who was a school mistress.
    Also a Scottish tawse which was his Uncle's.
    If required, choosing which to use will be difficult!

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  53. Just read Abigail's note re Detentions & Reports.
    We adopted punishment at home if detention was had at school.
    I asked the school to let me know of Claire's detentions as I was sure we were not always knowing the truth.
    Then one day she was late but said she had been playing tennis at school. I knew it to be a lie as I had been told of the Detention!
    Claire was flabbergasted that I knew.
    I sent her to her bedroom & told her to remove her panties & lay over 2 pillows. When Father arrived he gave her 6 lashes of his leather belt. At tea she was subdued & horrified when we told her she would get 6 strokes of the cane at bedtime.
    Before he went to cane her that evening I suggested putting a few strokes across her thighs as the next day she had both PE & Swimming next day & they would certainly be noticed. She needed to be taught a lesson.
    Needless to say they were and she was very embarrassed explaining . Since then we have had no lies!
    Following Abigail's report on End of Term Reports we are considering a similar strategy but Claire isn't impressed!

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    1. Claire was horrified when we told her of the new regime & was wide eyed in disbelief when told about a legs-up caning saying it was immoral. She's had her bum bared many times but never on her back legs-up. I will report later.

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    2. We've now received the End of Term report and Claire will not be happy. A nice selection of A's and B's, no C's but a D and TWO E's!! So following our decision earlier she is in for a panties off caning and TWO "legs-up" canings the one she most dreaded.
      She had her "panties off" last evening and her cheeks are well marked this morning as she reluctantly raised her skirt when asked. She said it was too painful to put her panties on and she had her breakfast standing up!
      We will give her the 1st "legs-up" in a few days time after the marks have subsided. She still says "It's immoral"!

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    3. I have never forgotten a "legs-up" caning I was given when in my teens. I had been very badly behaved for weeks & was very rude to my grand parents. That evening I was given a legs-up in the dining room with them present. I was made to strip. I was proud of my firm boobs and trim butt & I think Grandpa liked them too! On the table I felt exposed and as my legs were raised I felt my pussy lips gaping! I was to get 12 lashes of Dad's belt, & the end struck my pussy lips twice. God that HURT! But the worst was to come as just after the 10th I spurted & was given 2 more for being a dirty girl.
      A "legs-up" is the ultimate punishment and a girl will never forget it for total exposure.

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  54. The Term End Reports for the twins arrived over the weekend. Not good! Sharon had 1 C and 2 D's but Samantha 3 D's and an E!
    We decide that neither myself or partner would administer punishment, but get my mother, a sprightly 85 year old ex headmistress, to do the "honours". She still has "Ratty" her old rattan cane. In her day it was said that a pupil might visit her once for a caning but seldom twice! We think that is just what the girls need before it's too late. I am afraid it will certainly be a wake-up call! I will report back soon.

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  55. My mother, Mary, arrived today and will stay for the week. It was lovely to see her but the girls were a little subdued. For an 85 year old she is in excellent form and still attending the gym!! The girls don't yet know of our plan but I am sure they suspect something knowing their granny's history.

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  56. Saturday night was the 1st "hell night " for the girls who were to receive part of their punishments for bad grades. As neither had been caned before Mary suggested that each be given 6 before bedtime after bathing. They came to the study together in their bathrobes looking very worried. Mary instructed each girl to take up a position on a corner of the desk facing one another diagonally across it so they could hold hands.
    Mary had asked me to put a towel on each corner for comfort and to be a help if an "accident" might happen. She explained that she had often had a pupil who had not been caned before "spurting" uncontrollably on the impact of the cane!
    The girls reluctantly removed their gowns revealing their stunning bodies for the 1st time & trying, without success, to cover their nipples and the "charms" between their legs.
    Over the desk Granny told them to position their feet 18" apart to relax their cheeks in readiness, their charms now totally revealed with wisps of pubic hair.
    She warned them not to leap up or the stroke would not count and that she would cane them alternately with a 10 second pause between strokes. By this time tears were evident and Samantha was sobbing quietly. They were warned to be ready.
    Sharon got the 1st stroke just in the crease below her cheeks and howled, rolling side to side. Similarly, Samantha.
    The cane was raised well above shoulder height and the impact left long red stripes as it compressed the cheeks on contact.
    Bluey lines were soon developing as the girls screamed at the 4th stroke and Granny didn't let up.
    The towel proved useful on the 5th as Sharon showed signs of wetness between her cheeks as the cane impacted.
    The 6th strokes given, the girls lay there gasping before being told to get up. As they did they grasped their throbbing nates.
    6 perfectly spaced blue lines across each lovely bubble butt!
    No doubt a lesson learned but several more to come,

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  57. Wow, Denise. Certainly a hell night! Granny's expertise certainly well demonstrated. Did Sharon "squirt" or was it sexual excitement brought on by the sting? I know I have "cum" through heat in my bottom from a strapping! Look forward to hearing more. Claire will be up for a strapping soon, I am sure!

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  58. There is no sitting down for Sharon or Samantha today or it could be longer. They were not wearing panties this morning so they lifted their skirts and we inspected their bum cheeks which had 6 raised wheals across them. Touching them made the girls wince.
    They have more to come but not for a week or so whilst these awful marks settle down.
    We are wondering if a strap or belt might be preferable next time?

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  59. Marianne's report was not very good with some C's and D's but nothing worse. So, the newly arrived cane will visit her bare bum cheeks tonight for the 1st time before bed. It will be carried out over the dining table after supper. Only six strokes but with 2 C's and 3 D's she will have similar canings for some time! She's pleading for the belt, but we shall see how effective the cane is tonight.

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    1. The cane was VERY effective and Marianne's bum cheeks were very red/blue after 6 strokes. She yelled at each one and rolled about legs flailing. Quite a sight! She says they still throb and is pleading to have the belt for the remainder of her punishments as she thinks the cane is wicked. I've told her to think carefully as 6 with the cane will be 12 whacks with the belt & all with panties removed.

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    2. Marianne elected to have the rest of her punishment with the belt, increased as I had said and totally naked below the waist.
      I have found my Father's old belt which is one & one half inches wide and almost quarter inch thick. I can vouch for its effectiveness as I felt it many times across my bare bum as a girl! I think Marianne might be surprised when she gets her 1st twelve lashes tonight.

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  60. Richard & Hayley's Reports were reasonable but with some C's and D's, so, at least, no "legs-up" which seemed to worry Richard.
    But each are to have 6 with the whippy cane as a starter. I wondered whether they should be punished separately but they wanted to be dealt with together. My worry was that Richard may well develop an erection in the circumstances and Hayley should not see his manhood.
    They share a "jack & jill" bathroom between their bedrooms and I have long suspected that they have seen each others "charms" or maybe even more!
    It's going to be a "briefs or panties off" punishment so quite revealing.
    We shall see.

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  61. 7pm in the lounge the teenagers met us in the lounge to settle part 1 of their bad results punishment. This was to be carried out over the back of the settee. Both had showered and were naked under their dressing gowns. We tossed a coin and Hayley chose to go 1st. She had a stunning figure with firm breasts and prominent nipples and below a developing blonde bush. Over a towel on the settee back she looked stunning. Legs tapped 18" apart she was ready.
    The 1st stroke brought a grunt as she wriggled. The next on the undercheek an "ouch!". Determined to get a greater reaction the cane was delivered from shoulder height and she screamed. My husband is not well practised and the next stroke touched 2 others and an ear splitting scream resulted. During the pause she seemed to be moving around on the towel seeking relief? The next produced a scream and the last, a diagonal another "ear splitter".
    Helped up her pubes appeared damp.
    Richard had witnessed all this and it showed! Removing his gown revealed an erection that I would count as bigger than any I have seen. He was embarrassed and Hayley wide eyed probably thinking what she would like to do with it!
    Over the settee it settled in to the towel as his caning began. Except for a few gasps and grunts he took it well despite the cane being laid on heavily.
    Both were sent to bed but I could not help wondering whether they might now soothe one another?

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  62. Richard & Hayley were sore this morning but looking quite relaxed.
    They had soothed one another with cold cream before bed and I suspected the "soothing" went further. I know if I had had that erection close to me I would have done something with it!! Hayley just smiled.

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  63. Marianne was very tearful after supper but was sent to her room to bare herself below the waist & come to the dining room. She has a large fleshy bottom and she was ready over a cushion on the table.
    She tried to keep her legs together, but, no chance as the rattan whipped into her fleshy cheeks. She controlled her cries well until No 3 & 4 were was applied to the undercurve & top of her thighs.
    Her screams could have woken the dead and her legs flailed showing the peach between her legs.
    Caning over and in her bedroom, I applied welcome cold cream to the weals which were rising
    She was being HURT & everyone had to know it!
    Only the beginning but an impression made.

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  64. I am now a sprightly 86 years old but have followed the recent posts by parents with interest.
    I had a very strict upbringing and caned at school meant punished at home & usually more severe! Father always used the belt and as my cheeks bore 4 or 6 cane stripes then I would get it on the undercheek & top of my thighs. These could be seen in PE lessons & at swimming & were very embarrassing as you can imagine.
    At school I was caned "on the bare" many times. In the Heads Study his Secretary would be told, "prepare her" whereupon she would raise my skirt & tuck it in the waistband & then pull my green knickers down to my knees before putting me over a desk & "adjusting" my legs "to relax the buttocks" or, more likely, expose my pussy! Once thrashed she reversed the process!
    Thinking of those days still make me get a little damp and creamy after all these years, but so do reading some of the current posts!

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  65. Following her recent caning by Granny, Samantha's bottom has recovered quite well and she is now able to sit. She was the only girl having an "E" grade so she is to have her "legs-up" after tea this evening. She will have it in her bedroom and only Granny and I will be there. Granny will wield the cane and I will stand at Samantha's head as she lies on the bed with her legs in the air, and support her legs keeping them apart. It will be very demeaning to her to be in that helpless position with no thought of her modesty whatsoever. When she was caned without her knickers she wasn't happy with us seeing glimpses of her privates but tonight she will be totally displayed as, naked in that position, breasts, pussy and arsehole are in view and Samantha has little pubic hair. Perhaps she won't ever have another "D"?
    I will report later.

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  66. Samantha certainly had a harrowing experience but one which will serve her for life! I would doubt if she ever gets a D or E again and it's probably served her well sexually too.

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  67. David's report was reasonable with mainly C and D ratings. He had 2 "D"'s so we suggested dealing with them together by 6 strokes of the reformatory cane "on the bare". Yesterday in the lounge he presented himself in T shirt and tight black pants which , I think he felt he might retain. He was given the option, 6 bare or 9 in pants. He removed them resulting in his penis rising sharply! What is it about boys that they can't control their manhood? Having said that his was at least 6" long and rising and I had to admire it!
    Over the table he seemed uncomfortable laying on it but none the less the caning began. The heavy cane produced bluey lines straight away and his grunts and yelps confirmed it was doing its job. He took it well and was soon despatched to his bedroom where, I suspect, he would cause his erection to deflate!!

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  68. Wow, Mary, the Reformatory Cane sounds vicious! Even the thought of receiving it must have stirred David's sexual feelings as I know it would mine. I can understand how uncomfortable laying on a hardening penis must have been for the lad.
    But he seemed to have taken it well.

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  69. David's bum cheeks were very sore the following morning and he dropped his pants to show me the ridges over one eighth of an inch high! He can only now sit comfortably after 3 days. Tomorrow he will get his 4 strokes for the "C" but with the light rattan. I wonder if he will treat us to another erection?

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  70. I read Hiranthi's story with interest and the wonderful reports on the "End of term report" theme.
    My family had a similar regime to get me and my sister to take an interest in our education or pay for inattention through the whipping of our bottoms!
    Even though only our bums were receiving attention we would have to strip completely & that was, probably, more upsetting for a developing girl. I know that exposing my breasts and my coochie, as we called our pussies, was devastating.
    However we soon had other things to think about when the Martinet ( a small French whip) began to lash our cheeks. "Our" Martinet had a wooden handle about 9" long and 10 leather thongs about 12" long. They were sharp edged and stung horribly raising fine red lines. A thong catching a girl between her legs really hurt and in extreme circumstances the last lash might be aimed in that most tender area flicking pussy lips and arsehole and accompanied by shrieks of pain.
    10 strokes was not unusual ( 100 thong cuts!) and these ached for ages. Panties were often left off for a day or two, although we risked a further whipping or the cane if caught,
    But we learned and eventually obtained excellent grades!

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    1. I have long been a follower of Lanka Caning and the recent posts concerning End of Term Reports etc reminded me of my time working for a Water Company in the backwoods of Africa. I was friendly with the village Chief and one day he told me it was end of Term at the local girls school. I queried his interest and he told me of an "End of term reckoning" where those with D or E grades were given a caning with parents, teachers and guests present.
      He invited me along. We gathered in the Hall, about 50 in the audience.
      There were 20 girls to be dealt with ranging from age 13 to 17. I queried why they were in dressing gowns & was told "as they are naked underneath"! My interest was aroused. They were dealt with in alphabetical order. The 1st was 14 with lovely perky little boobs and developing pubic hair. She had two D's and got 8 stingers across her little bottom & thighs as she bent across a table with her back to the onlookers. She gasped at each stroke & was crying.
      Next was a 6th former, Rose, with really black skin and a beautiful bubble-butt of an arse. Her breasts stood out proudly with long nipples and beautiful areolae. From my prime seat I could see her pussy lips parting as the Head tapped her legs apart revealing her pink passage. I also felt a certain "stirring" in my shorts!
      She got 12, 10 for her grades and 2 for leaping up at 8. I felt so sorry for her that I would have loved to have comforted her afterwards.
      Next was a very cheeky 13 year old who seemed to flaunt her body bending with legs spread, wriggling her bum after each of 9 strokes, & making no sound even when the last stroke was lashed down from above shoulder height! As she got up she pushed her little breasts together displaying her tiny erect nipples!
      The caning continued until a 5th former, Annabelle leapt up at each of her 1st 3 strokes! Having lost patience, the Head made her sit on the table and draw her legs up with her hands clasped behind her knees. This drew a titter from the audience as her curly pussy lips and little puckered arse hole button were in full view. During her remaining 9 strokes she rolled about shrieking & giving a wonderful display of her girlie charms which appeared wet.
      As each girl was dealt with she lined up with the others with her bottom facing the audience. Indeed, a magnificent display, of pink, red and bluey stripes decorating attractive behinds, slim, chubby and even fat!
      No one could have witnessed this spectacle without being roused. I returned to my accommodation where Dolores, my young black housekeeper, joined me for supper before retiring with me. We made love for the next 2 hours every which way. She had a stunning body and really knew how to please a man!

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    2. Wonderful report, Rodney and much like our "system". Was it mandatory to attend school based punishment or was it organised with parents consent? Who decided on nude caning? Would some "dignity" not have been retained if only bums were bared as some teen girls think their breasts sacred. Last of all was the system a success?

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    3. It was not mandatory but most parents wanted their children to do well and signed up for it. A caning had to be a deterrent & soit was suggested the recipient be nude. All agreed! The system was a great success as the last one I attended only had 5 girls to be punished! It was a spectacle as before as one was a 13 year old "exhibitionist" who had surprisingly long nipples which she pulled and a lovely wriggling bubble butt. The eldest was a 6th form newcomer with, at least ,34c boobs and a very hairy pussy. She screamed and wriggled during and after an exemplary (maximum) 12 strokes. her cheeks and thighs were blue and she looked to be very wet "down below" between her legs.
      I imagine there were many damp pussies and hard penises amongst the audience and, probably, some "action" later that evening. My lovely young black housekeeper was as receptive as ever as I related to her what had transpired.
      Following that evening she asked me to spank her & she enjoyed it so much that it became part of her enjoyment of sex especially in the doggy position with a very hot bum!

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    4. I have followed Lanka Caning for some time and I am convinced that the "short sharp shock" of a controlled caning is the best for the recipient in the long term. The embarrassment of undressing, the disgrace of showing their all and the PAIN does the trick!

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    5. I would agree with Denis although it took a while to tame me!
      My parents were very strict and from as far back as I can remember my bare bum bore the brunt.
      Up until I was 13 my knickers were pulled up between my cheeks, so much so that I experienced strange feelings "down below" which I didn't understand. Then it was a hand spanking or a dose of the martinet. That little French whip was PAINFUL and inflicted fine cuts wherever it bit , particularly on the top of my thighs.
      When I turned 13 everything changed and I was punished "on the bare" with knickers or panties removed.
      My parents had inherited a two sided leather sofa which was used as a spanking bench with the recipients placing a leg either side of the central backrest and laying along it, thus spreading the legs and presenting ones bottom for punishment. It was quite comfortable but VERY revealing as with legs apart a recipient was exposed.
      I remember my 15 year old brother astride it with his scrotum bulging between his cheeks!
      The leather was quite comfortable and, for a girl, even arousing in later years.
      Usually it was panties off and skirt up for at least 6 with the cane. Sometimes 12 with the strap which stung awfully.
      My worst experience was when I was 17 and came home well after my curfew. I was wearing a VERY short skirt and Mother flipped it up to discover I wasn't wearing panties!
      She called Father and they decided to deal with me right away. I was told to go to the Study and strip completely.
      Father got the heavy cane from the cupboard. Over the bench I felt exposed and worried.
      I was told "12"! I screamed and shouted but it continued until I collapsed exhausted. I was stuck to the leather with perspiration & my pussy was dripping from pee or cum, I didn't know.



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  71. I met the Martinet when staying with a cousin in France. My Aunt was strict and any offence was dealt with bare below the waist. I was 16 and my cousin, Brigette was 17, but that didn't stop Auntie using the Martinet on us together! Brigette was a very attractive girl and the sight of her bare below the waist had an obvious effect on me. Yes, you have guessed: an enormous erection! Auntie just "tut-tutted" but Brigette looked longingly. Over the spanking bench I tried to keep my legs together to protect my testicles from the leather thongs, but, inevitably, they did get hit as I squirmed and howled in pain.
    Brigette was better but her movements and the rear view did nothing to abate my erection. However, afterwards, she would creep into my bedroom and we would "wet tissues" in mutual masturbation i.e. me masturbating her, and she, me! That's when I learned that a girls nipples are sensitive and where a "clit" lives.
    Thank goodness we were never caught or there would have been a grand fessee and two VERY sore arses.

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    1. You were a very lucky lad, Malcolm. I wasn't so lucky with my cousin, Colin and we were caught "enjoying one another" in the summerhouse by the pool after skinny dipping! We were both 17 and very "grown up" in all the right places. Uncle was a teacher and we soon experienced his expertise with "the stick! Still naked we both got 6 hard strokes across our bums. That only made Colin harder and me very moist!
      Thank goodness for our jack & jill bathroom. That evening we locked our bedroom doors and I went through the bathroom to Colin to find him stroking his erection!
      He produced some Durex and we fucked properly for the1st time after some wonderful foreplay with tongues and fingers.
      Sometimes a caning still makes me randy as I think of that time.

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    2. I don't think canings are ever forgotten like the hand spankings and even the belt, especially when applied to one's bare bottom. I still remember my 1st . I was 15 and had been caught stealing fruit from a local grower. Mr Harris came to see my parents who said they would spank me.
      He said he wanted to witness my punishment to which they agreed and he suggested I be caned & if they didn't have one, he did, and at least 6 strokes.
      Next day he arrived with a metre long rattan. I was wearing a dress so raised it and lay over the kitchen table showing my panties as told by my parents.
      He told them I should be bare. Reluctantly they agreed.
      Dad took up the cane and gave me the 1st stroke.
      I screamed. Mr Harris thought it a weak stroke and asked if he could continue the caning? They agreed. The next 5 were horrendous & had me rolling about, screaming with legs flailing! I had NO secrets from those present!
      My arse throbbed & I stepped out of my panties and could not wear any for a week. My arse was blue for over 2 weeks but I never stole again.
      The memory of that caning is still there 35 years later and I still have a naughty tingle down below thinking about it.
      But dealing with that tingle I enjoy!!

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    3. I really enjoyed Hiranthi's story and it brought back many memories of my teen years.
      Mum was a single parent and I was a bit of a tear-away!
      I was often sent to Grandma to be punished.
      She lived about a mile away so I would ride my bicycle although I knew I would not be riding it back due to the soreness of my bottom!
      Before setting off Mum would make me take off my panties and put on a thong so my cheeks would be bare. On the waistband she had embroidered "Give her at least 6!" but I often got more.
      Granny was a widow but had a lovely old leather bench which I would have to lay astride presenting my arse for her cane. Thankfully my pussy was in contact with the leather & my thong often became wet. I would always get at least 6 strokes but once, having come back from a date late and when spot checked was found not to be wearing panties I got 12 and minus the thong! Just wow and I peed over the leather! For that I got 2 diagonal strokes and it took 3 weeks for the ridges to subside and nearly 6 for the red & blue stripes to disappear.
      It certainly cured my waywardness!

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    4. Wow, Samantha, those diagonals were cruel. I, too, was caned by granny and usually got a diagonal after a sixer as I just couldn't control my penis! Invariably I would be erect after 4 or 6 and couldn't get it to subside. She thought that disrespectful and administered a diagonal which, if anything, made matters worse!

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    5. You have my sympathy as with no "appendage" I could often hide my feelings more easily although a hard caning would have me spurting. Even now any spanking can lead to unwanted results!

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    6. I have followed Lanka Caning for years and really enjoy the correspondence. I grew up under a strict behavioural regime.
      There were 6 siblings ranging from 11 years to 18. Friday night was the "night of reckoning" where the weeks misbehaviour was dealt with. Friday was chosen so that the recipient of any punishment was ready to attend school on the Monday!
      Punishments were hand spanking, the belt, lochelly tawse, martinet whip, and the junior, senior girls and senior boys canes. Any punishment was given on the bare arse, sometimes naked, and in front of the whole family.
      We would gather in my Fathers study where the desk was right for bending over. A typical session might be as follows.
      Beckie, aged 11 to be spanked. She would stand, raise her dress and lower her knickers. Over the desk she might get 12 whacks of Fathers hand.
      Next might be Josh, 13 who was to get the belt.
      Jeans & underpants down the belt was laid across his bum 12 times as he yelled & squirmed. Getting up his little penis was, usually, erect! Next was Sophie, identical twin of Samantha, both now 15 and with burgeoning figures. Both had lovely bubble-butts and noticeable boobs.
      Each would receive 6 strokes of the junior rattan cane after hesitatingly raising their miniskirts and being told to step out of their little panties. One over either end of the desk Father tapped their legs apart to relax their buttocks before making each girl scream as each stroke bit in.
      I was next and it was 4 with the senior girls cane. I was having my period so was allowed to retain my panties pulled up between my cheeks. I gasped but took them well.
      Last it was Barbara, 18, who was to get an exemplary caning for coming in an hour after her curfew and without her panties!! 9 strokes were to be administered with her naked. Removing her dressing gown revealed her striking body. Her 34c breasts were firm and her bum cheeks were a similar size. I just imagined what she had been doing on the fateful night!...lucky boyfriend!
      She took the 1st 4 strokes quietly but leapt up clutching her bum on the 5th and 6th. Father ordered her to get up, sit on the desk and lay back raising her legs with her hands behind her knees. Everyone gave a sharp intake of breath as her pussy, arsehole and bum cheeks were blatantly displayed.
      The final 3 strokes plus a diagonal were delivered as she rolled about with legs flailing! What a display!!
      The audience were red faced and my pubes were wet.
      Afterwards I went to comfort the twins with soothing cold cream and the 3 of us fingered one another to a very
      satisfying orgasm.
      What would have happened if my parents had known would not have been worth thinking about!

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    7. Love your post, Mary-Jane and, similarly, I am an avid follower of Lanka Caning. You brought back so many memories of growing up and sore bottoms! I can't help thinking that some of todays young people could benefit from some discipline as we did. I grew up after corporal punishment had been banned in schools but a detention at school meant the cane at home. Similarly, poor end of term reports resulted in a sore bottom.
      My Father had inherited a rattan cane from his Father & grandfather before him. It was yellow with a curved end and about a metre long. I often wondered how many hands, thighs and bottoms it had visited in its life!
      I first felt it when I had only just become a teenager.
      I had been very rude to my Granny and when she had gone home I was told "It's the stick for you, go to your bedroom!"
      I waited for nearly an hour before my parents arrived, Father carrying his cane. I was told to remove my skirt and knickers. Meanwhile Mother had arranged some pillows on the bed and I was told to lay over them with Mother holding my hands. God, I felt vulnerable over those pillows as Father swished the cane ominously. "Right, you're getting 6, be ready!"
      Wow, the impact of the 1st stroke felt as though it had cut my cheeks in two! I yelled and rolled side to side. He waited until I had settled and whipped No2 across my nates. I screamed, legs flailing trying to disperse the pain. The caning continued until my arse was one throbbing ball of pain.
      I was told that this was what happened to rude young ladies, and my parents left.
      Feeling my little bum cheeks there were 6 distinct throbbing ridges and in my bedroom mirror they were turning to a deep purple. Next day I didn't wear knickers & although I told no one I felt that Mother suspected but said nothing!
      It was almost 3 weeks until my bum was unmarked, but a lesson had been learned. It was to be over 3 years before I would meet the cane again, but that is another story!

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    8. That was certainly some introduction to the cane and at such an early age when just entering puberty and being very aware of one's body. Thankfully you didn't have to strip completely!
      6 strokes of a metre long cane on a teen's bare bottom & as a 1st caning seems rather excessive but if it dissuaded you from misbehaving for over 3 years it certainly worked. I am intrigued to know what brought about your 2nd meeting with the cane?

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    9. Wow, you girls were naughty especially coming home without panties after a night out. That really did deserve a whacking.
      My punishments were usually for being caught masturbating as my parents were very religious and thought it a grave sin. I think I was first caught fingering myself when having just become a teenager and got a hand spanking with my knickers around my knees. Later one of my favourite positions was over the corner of a table, desk or bed where rubbing my pussy sent me into ecstasy, so much so I could be unaware of someone entering the room. Usually I was without panties and was told to stay where I was until the belt or, latterly, the cane was fetched.
      6 with the cane made me scream as did at least 12 with the leather belt. Wasn't growing up wonderful?

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  72. I had not been paying attention in school and taking more notice of boys than of lessons! My summer end of term report was much less than "acceptable".
    Of the 9 subjects I was studying I achieved two B's, three C's, two D's and two E's! My parents were appalled and I was called into the Study for explanations. I really had none.
    Father & Mother were serious and told me I would have, what they called, "an exemplary punishment. I would receive 6 strokes of the cane that evening, naked, after showering.
    Three days later I would get 12 lashes of Father's leather belt, legs-up laying back on the desk whilst naked.
    The following weekend 9 strokes of the cane would be administered to my behind and to the undercheek and thighs, again, whilst naked. All these punishments would be witnessed by my sister and brother! As a well developed young lady the latter news was devastating.
    The caning was awful, but the belt only 3 days later on top of the cane weals was excruciating and, with legs flailing "everything" was seen by the audience!
    My bottom ached like never before and my pussy was dripping a creamy liquid!
    Because of the state of my bottom the final caning was postponed for a week but, none the less was very painful. I couldn't wear knickers for 3 weeks but, so long as I put it on carefully, a thong gave a covering to my damp pussy.
    Following that awful punishment I achieved excellent GCSE results and a University place.
    Looking back, the exemplary punishment was what I deserved.

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    1. Wow, Roseanne, what an ordeal & with an audience! But those grades were very poor & the punishment seemed to work.
      Thanks for being so frank.

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  73. I have been a follower of Lanka Caning for many years having been raised at a time when corporal punishment was widely used and accepted, so I have read with interest all the recent posts by others with similar interests. "Modesty" was not a major consideration and
    at my girls boarding school serious offences such as insolence to staff, truancy, stealing or sexual matters would be dealt with after main assembly on a Friday morning. Those to be dealt with would appear on a list pinned to the notice board on a Thursday evening.
    Sometimes the paper had one name on it but there could be as many as a dozen.
    Recipients would be on stage during assembly dressed in their dressing gowns. A gym box was on stage and the girl would remove her gown and bend, naked over the bench facing away from the audience. Each ankle would be tethered to an upright so spreading her legs. The Headmistress would administer the Senior Girls Cane and give from 6 to 12 strokes depending on the offence.
    Girls ages ranged from 13 to 17, and some of the girls were extremely well developed in the breast and bum department.
    Some were silent but many screamed throughout their caning or even squirted uncontrollably! If this happened she was put on the list for the next weeks session with added strokes.
    Parents had to sign up to the disciplinary code when placing a girl at the school.
    Extremely good qualifications were obtained by the scholars underling the efficacy of the system.

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    1. Your post, Brenda, brings back some painful memories to me and a deal of excitement at being punished in company for the first time.
      Three of us 6th form girls had played truant and been caught shoplifting at a village store. The Headmistress threatened expulsion but was dissuaded by our parents who told her to corporally punish us. She told them we should be stripped and caned in Assembly. They agreed.
      3 days later, on the Friday, we had to attend Assembly in our bathrobes, with NOTHING underneath.
      A desk had been placed on stage and, with our backs to the assembled school we had to bend over so that everyone had a good view of the caning.
      All 3 of us had burgeoning figures. My breasts were 32c and my butt shapely. Betty and Diana were of similar build.
      We were ordered to remove our gowns and stand, hands on head, facing our fellow students whilst the Head outlined our crime and punishment.
      We were dealt with in alphabetical order.
      Betty took up position, the Head tapping her legs apart to relax her buttocks which also revealed her puckered anal opening and the slit of her vulva with its wispy blond hair.
      There was an intake of breath from the audience!
      The Head raised the Senior Girls rattan cane above her shoulders and lashed it down with an almighty crack.
      Betty screamed. After 5 seconds the 2nd struck and she leapt up clutching her cheeks.
      A member of staff was called to hold her hands, pulling her over the desk. The Head continued to thrash her as the 1st stripe was already turning blue! Betty was sobbing and humping the desk, screaming as each stroke landed.
      6 ordered and 6 very hard strokes given Betty was helped up & was made to go & stand hands on head facing the school.
      Still sobbing she did so.
      Next Diana walked to the desk. Always a show-off she pushed out her bum and opened her legs widely! She was dark haired but had little "down below". Unlike Betty the protruding skin of her sex was very evident to the onlookers.
      It was only on the 4th hard stroke that she whimpered however high the Head raised the cane. Her bum was turning purple when the 6th stroke landed. Undeterred Diana got up, smiled and joined Betty. I think the caning had "turned her on" as her nipples were hard and erect and her pubes glistening.
      I was next and took up my position. By this time I knew what to expect! The cane HURT and I couldn't help but yelp as it bit. I almost leapt up at 5 but rolled side to side to try to ease the pain. After 6 I lay there gasping but then managed to join my friends. We all wanted to feel our bums but dare not for fear of extra strokes.
      A salutary lesson learned and an experience that, even now, years later tends to excite me!
      I love reading posts on Lanka Caning.

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    2. Wow, Felicity, what a story, and an experience you never forgot.
      I think the "exposure" was as much of a punishment as the strokes except, perhaps, for Diana who sounded a bit of an exhibitionist! Thanks for telling us.

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  74. My husband has always been a fan of Lanka Caning and the recent posts on End of Term Reports was of great interest. Our daughter, Dawn, has been getting poor reports so her recent E of T Report was the start of a new regime.
    Dawn is 16 & had never been so much as spanked so called to the lounge where a cane was on the table was a shock!
    We explained that she was to get 2 punishment sessions, where she would bare her bottom for the cane and a third where she would strip completely. She was aghast!
    She is a well developed girl and slipping her knickers off revealed a lovely bubble butt relaxing as her legs were tapped apart.
    I held her hands across the table and she wriggled as the cane bit into her nates. She grunted at strokes 1 and 2 but 3 made her yelp and 4, 5, and 6 were met with shrieks. Her virgin butt was decorated with 6 blue stripes as she sobbed quietly.
    The next week she got 6.
    Week 3 and a naked caning due. Signs of the previous canings were still apparent on her lovely cheeks. She stripped in the lounge as part of her punishment, very conscious of her 32c breasts as her bra came off. Her nipples were hard and light pubic hair appeared damp. The cane was laid at the top of her cheeks and on the top of her thighs, both very painful parts of a girl's anatomy. At stroke 6 she squirted her pee/cum dripping off the table much to our annoyance. She was given 2 very hard diagonal strokes to which she screamed.
    She promised to do better next term. We shall see.



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    1. I read Wendy's post with some concern, not because her daughter, Dawn, was caned but the way in which it was carried out.
      A first caning is always traumatic whatever ones age but especially so for a teen girl who is very aware of her developing body, especially her breasts.
      I agree that the cane should be applied "on the bare" as that is the most effective but is it necessary to show a girls breasts, pubes and arsehole?
      Surely pulling her knickers up tight between the cheeks of her arse, or making her put on a thong for her caning would suffice?
      It was always the latter for me and going to change into it was part of the punishment!
      If her behaviour did not improve there is always the threat of "showing all"?

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    2. Well done Wendy. Nice to hear about firm action rather than the namby-pamby punishments given these days.
      your Dawn will never, ever, forget having to take her panties down or having to strip completely for her punishment. It WAS humiliating and WAS revealing, but it WAS deserved.
      If you ever need to remind her tell her it might be a "legs-up" caning next time! Now, that is REVEALING! I know because I had one.

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    3. I really wish my parents hadn't found "Lanka Caning" & the various reports on how to make their offspring concentrate on getting good grades in end of term reports.
      Seeing a cane on the lounge was a shock and to be told I was to be caned was devastating. Even worse was to have to remove my jeans and knickers. No one had seen me bare before and I've always thought my coochie, arse and my breasts private things. I think that 6 hard strokes as a first caning was too much and the marks were still there when I got 6 the following week.
      I had to be naked the next week and it was embarrassing as my nipples hardened and my breasts swung as I walked to the table. I was blushing profusely.
      Father caned hard and I just couldn't keep still as the cane bit into my under cheeks igniting my dripping coochie which squirted! He was angry and gave me 2 more strokes which were applied diagonally. The pain was horrendous and I leapt up clutching my bum.
      I went to my room and "fingered" myself which brought some relief.
      During the new term I am concentrating hard as I really don't want to have to display myself again for that horrible cane!
      In the meantime just thinking about my caning and the feelings it gave me tends to arouse me.

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    4. I have every sympathy with you, Dawn, as I said in my recent post. It is traumatic for a well developed girl to have the charms between her legs on display even to her parents and certainly not to her Father. Likewise, being topless is equally distressing in such circumstances. As I have said I was always sent to put a thong on under my skirt and then to flip up my skirt before bending over for the caning. The thong gave no protection whatsoever from the cane but covered my arsehole and my labia lips. It usually became "damp" as the heat of the stripes across my cheeks seemed to excite my juices!
      I never received less than 6 strokes but once got 9, an increase for leaping up after 5. The marks from those were visible for nearly 2 months and often remarked upon by other girls after showering following P E !
      Do let us know your experiences in future.

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    5. David & Joanne7 May 2024 at 04:37

      Having read all posts about poor grades on end of term reports we introduced a similar regime for our two daughters, Samantha and Dawn. Since then they have moved to a Private School and are much improved, grades D& E seldom appearing. They are now in the fifth and sixth forms.

      At the end of every term we have reports sent to us by post.
      Before the Easter holiday was the last one and we were pleased to se, again, no D's or E's but quite a number of C's.
      We had recently moved house having inherited my Mother's, an old detached Rectory which has a lovely games room/gym. One of Mother's treasures was an ancient leather bench, which she referred to as 'the caning bench' as when disciplined by her Father she had to raise her skirt, lower her knickers and bend along its long leather top!
      Joanne suggested that from now on the girls punishments should be carried out in the games room and over the 'spanking bench'.
      Both girls had canings to come, Samantha a total of 9 strokes for 3 C's and Dawn 6 for 2 C's. They were told to come to the Games Room at 10am on the Sunday morning in only a dressing gown. They queried, "Only a dressing gown !!!" to which we replied, "Yes".
      Two subdued girls arrived at 10.00am. The senior girls rattan cane was waiting. We tossed a coin and Samantha was to go first. Joanne took her gown revealing Samantha's lovely figure. Around about 5ft 10" her breasts must be firm 32c's with a slim waist and a lovely bubble butt of a bottom, distinctly curving into the undercheek. She was told to climb astride the spanker, which was quite a spectacle.
      Settled down I whipped in No1 and she yelped. No 2 was taken with a grunt and 3 with another yelp.
      I placed No4 across the undercheek and she howled!
      5, 6, & 7 drew yelps and she began making fore and aft movements on the leather! She was getting excited! I warned her to stop moving and lashed 8 down from shoulder height.
      She emitted an "Arrrrrrgh!" simultaneously rising & squirting her cum over the leather. No 9 was applied seemingly unnoticed! Dawn was ashen faced. We were angry with Samantha and postponed dealing with Dawn until Samantha had thoroughly cleaned up later that day.

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    6. David & Joanne7 May 2024 at 06:23

      Eventually Samantha cleaned up, but was experiencing trouble from her very painful bum. Joanne & I discussed further punishment in view of her lewd display but decided against it for the time being.
      Samantha went to nurse her wounds and Dawn came to the Games Room after lunch looking very worried.
      Dawn also has a nice figure with firm breasts, very prominent nipples and a bubble butt just like her sister and Mother.
      We had put a towel over the end of the spanker, in view of earlier experience , and Dawn gingerly positioned herself over it. I told her she would get 6 and she merely groaned.
      Starting as I finished with Samantha I whipped the 1st across her undercheeks and she screeched, rising off the towel and then slumping back down. The 2nd followed quickly, and the 3rd followed by yelps and loud sobbing. I placed the final 3 an inch or so apart up her cheeks to loud yelps. Exhausted she lay there as her Mother applied some cold cream to the welts which were turning purple.
      Eventually she was helped to her room.
      Now, we can but wait for the summer term to end to see if things improve even more.
      I think Joanne had been 'moved' by seeing Mother's 'spanking bench' in action and some weeks later, one afternoon, she was feeling quite randy and said she would like to go to the Games Room with me! She wanted me to make love with her and to fuck her, doggy style over the bench!
      Who was I to say "No"?
      In the Games Room Joanne stripped and so did I. She climbed onto the spanker & the sight of her ample arse made me instantly erect! We fucked like a couple of animals and orgasmed together as never before!
      I often wondered how my parents were so well suited......?

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    7. Reading David and Joanne's post reminded me of the time my family moved to a former village school then converted to a lovely cottage. Adjacent to the cottage was a former schoolroom which had been locked up & unused for years.
      When moved in I investigated the old building which had seemingly been abandoned with a view to forming a holiday unit. On a shelf I found 6 leather bound books. Taking one and opening it I realised that they were Punishment Registers where Headmasters had recorded punishments meted out to students!
      The columns were, date, name, offence, punishment & comments. I took the book in to my study to examine.
      The 1st entry was 1st Feb 1910, Daisy Cartwright, late arrival, Caned: 2 strokes on each hand, given in Assembly.
      Next was 3rd Feb, Frank Deanne, fighting in yard, Caned: 4 strokes, uncovered.
      Then 7th Feb, Mary Jones, late arrival, cheeking teacher & incorrect uniform, Caned: 6 strokes. Knickers removed as incorrect uniform. Letter sent to parents.
      On 10th Feb three pupils were in trouble, caught smoking on school premises. Their parents were informed and attended the punishment a few days later. It was noted that a Senior Rattan Cane was used and each received 6 strokes uncovered. Comment: Purple welts raised.
      Reading through the 6 volumes provided interesting reading for my wife and I for some time.

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    8. I think David & Joanne are now being too hard on their girls.
      The girls performances have improved tremendously and to now nude cane 5th and 6th Form well developed girls is, somewhat, demeaning.
      They are, obviously , proud of their assets so would not the wearing of a thong instead of cover-up panties be acceptable for 'c' class punishments as their bum cheeks would still be bare, and let the girls retain their upper garments or, at least, their bras?

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    9. Interesting points, Stella. I agree with you that being nude is unnecessary although it does underline the seriousness of the situation. On the other hand being totally bare below the waist is, in my view, quite acceptable AND a significant factor to developing girls.
      Wearing a thong would take away that part of the punishment and therefore only the pain of the cane strokes would have any effect.
      I was raised in a very strict family and during the formative years I accepted a sore bum as the result of misbehaviour or under acheivement and, indeed, sometimes enjoyed the unintentional sexual feelings it brought with it!!

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    10. I agree with Vera. Baring of a girl's 'assets' below the waist is an essential part of the punishment. Particularly in her teens a girl holds her pubes, arse and anus sacred and hers & hers only.
      Over an obstacle, legs parted, and the wielder of the cane in charge, brings her down to reality, where that part of her body isn't hers only.

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  75. My friend , Samantha told me about Lanka Caning and so I dialled it up and love your stories.
    My introduction to corporal punishment was in my teen years.
    My Granny had just died and Uncle George had come to live with us.
    We got on very well. One day I looked in his room and saw a copy of Playboy Magazine. Opening it I was shocked by the photos of lovely ladies showing their all! Also there was a copy of Penthouse Magazine, a men's' mag with diverse articles and also ladies nude or in stages of undress. The Correspondence Column was interesting and contained a debate on Corporal Punishment.
    In one letter a girl's caning was described which particularly fascinated me, never having been corporally punished.
    Unfortunately I was so engrossed in reading it that I didn't hear Grandpa's arrival! He was furious having seen what I was reading.
    That evening over dinner he told the story. My parents were livid at my cheek in going to his room and, a little less so at his "reading matter"!
    They agreed I must be punished and Grandpa suggested a punishment as for the girl in Penthouse Magazine: a bare bottom caning over a kitchen table and he volunteered to carry it out. I froze. He explained he had a rattan cane in his wardrobe, a throw back to his teaching days when CP was allowed in schools. My parents looked at one another and nodded setting a time for it on Saturday morning at 10am when I should appear in a skirt but wearing no panties. As a 1st offence I would get 6 strokes of the rattan cane. The next 2 days were hell just thinking about my plight.
    At 16 my figure was developing and I had full arse cheeks and alight covering of pubic hair in the area.
    In the kitchen a towel had been placed on the edge of the table.
    I was told to remove my skirt and bend over. I felt the cane between my knees tapping them apart! God, I felt exposed. Mother held my hands across the table to stop my jumping up.
    The 1st stroke took my breath away as it was placed on the undercurve of my cheeks. It was a hard stroke. After a pause of 10 seconds, the 2nd, harder, and I screamed. The pain was atrocious as 10 seconds allowed each lash to sink in.
    I rolled side to side but could not lessen their impact. My screaming continued until the 6th had been delivered.
    It had been a replica caning of that described in Grandpa's Magazine!
    Thinking about it some 30 years later still makes me wet down below.

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    1. Wow, Pricilla that must have been a shock especially being caned bare bummed for the first time.
      I often read Penthouse Magazine in the past sneaking a look at my boyfriend, Steve's, copy. He loved photography and took a lot of very sexy photos of me in poses we saw in Penthouse Magazine. Both of us were 16 and one sunny afternoon as my parents were out we did a short cine film on the patio both of us naked. We did oral, anal, 69, yes, just about everything and we both had several wonderful orgasms.
      Unfortunately my parents had left the security camera on and everything was recorded.
      My parents were apoplectic when they saw the action and said we deserved a caning but first they would talk to Steve's parents. They agreed and a time was arranged for the punishment in my Father's Study where he had a leather bench inherited from his Mother. I knew that it had often been used as a spanking bench in the past.
      We were told to shower and then come to the Study in a dressing gown. We were both worried, Steve particularly as he said he wouldn't be able to control his erection! From experience I knew it could be a good 8 inches!
      A coin was tossed and he went first. My Mother was agog at the sight of his penis as he took up position with his balls protruding between his legs spread by the leather .
      He got 6 hard strokes but only whimpered as they cut into his cheeks. Next it was my turn and I saw Steve's Father staring at my boobs and my girlie charms below. The rear view must have been quite arousing! I took my 6 reasonably well with a few ooows and yelps but my pussy felt very moist as I had been rubbing against the soft leather.
      We've managed to avoid the cane since and we always make sure we go to secluded places if we want to make love.

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  77. I have always enjoyed LK stories and it's nice to read a new one.
    I have always agreed with Corporal Punishment but I think Ayesha was abused by Uncle Won. Not content with inflicting a moderate chastisement he seemed to thrash her unmercifully for a prolonged period.
    I was brought up in a very strict household and for as long as I can remember was subject to corporal punishment.
    Up until the age of 12 Mum would put me over her knee, pull up my skirt and hand spank me over my knickers. But when I became a teenager everything changed and I felt Dad's leather belt across my bare cheeks as I had to pull my knickers up into the crease. My goodness it stung!
    At school CP had long been abolished and it was detention instead.
    However, detention at school meant a thrashing at home and from age 15 I got the belt on the bare with my knickers around my knees or removed altogether! Anything up to 20 whacks were given and my legs often flailed revealingly bent over the kitchen table.
    One day I was up for punishment and I was told that it would be different from then on and my parents produced a rattan cane!
    Yellow, long and thin it looked terrifying!
    I had never experienced so much pain and throbbing after just 6 strokes across my naked cheeks, and the weals were raised and remained for days. 6 was the usual "dose" but 9 or 12 were not unknown. Once I got 12 and was caned in the nude. I was 16 at the time and had been caught "skinny dipping" in a river with a boyfriend. I was punished on the following weekend and had to go to the dining room, strip completely and bend across the dining table. I was well developed for my age and taking off my panties and then my bra was devastating. My nipples were erect and my pussy moist! Mum held my hands across the table so leaping up was impossible. I was more moist when I got up and my bum was blue for over a week.
    Anyway, thanks for the new story and I look forward to the next.



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    1. I loved the new story too and it brought back so many memories of discipline growing up.
      Although banned in schools., the cane was very much in evidence at home and my parents, who were teachers had ,at home, the canes they had previously used in school.
      Both my sister and I felt them too and from an early age.
      Our knickers were always lowered or removed and the usual punishment was 4 or 6 strokes. My last caning was when I was 17 and I, too, was caught misbehaving with a boy!
      I was told to bath and come to Father's study in my dressing gown which I had to remove . A towel had been placed on the corner of the desk and bending over it pushed my legs apart. What a display that must have been with wispy blonde pubic hair and butt hole and pussy in full view! My breasts touched the cool leather of the desk and I felt my nipples hardening. Then the cane tapped my bum before the 1st full bloodied stroke landed. I shot up, to be told that it would not count!
      Mother was told to hold my arms across the desk.
      A further 12 strokes were delivered, No 11 and 12 as diagonals! From 6 onwards I screamed uncontrollably as I was in indescribable pain rolling about on the towel which absorbed my involuntary squirting!
      Memories of those canings are still vivid and when laying in the bath my fingers often bring me to orgasm!

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  78. I've just found Lanka Caning & have read some wonderful stories.
    I am now 25, unmarried, and working & living in London as a trainee lawyer.
    I had a strict upbringing down in Dorset on a farm.
    I had 2 sisters and a brother and we were all reasonably well behaved but subject to corporal punishment if we misbehaved.
    At school CP had long been abolished and Detention reigned.
    However, detetion at school meant a dose of CP at home and this in front of the others just before bedtime.
    In early years we would either get a strapping with Fathers leather belt, or a whipping with an 8 tailed French Martinet, but once we became teenagers it was the cane, a whippy rattan about a metre long.
    Right from early years we always had to bare our bums for punishment and for Exemplary Punishments the culpret would be nude! Those were for very bad behaviour like rudeness to relatives, stealing etc, and were quite rare.
    Usually a caning consisted of 4 or 6 strokes with the recipient bending over the kitchen table but 9 or 12 were not unknown.
    I remember my older brother having an "Exemplary" when I was about 15. We assembled in the lounge on that occasion and he arrived in his dressing gown. On removing it I saw his penis was already erect, although I had seen it flacid before.
    He got 6 very hard strokes but managed to be quiet until 5 and 6!
    On rising his penis was enormous and twitching. I can still picture it and it excited me!
    Thank goodness I never suffered more than one "Exemplary" although both my sisters did. Although both younger than me they had stunning figures and I could see my brother was very "moved" when watching them writhing over the table, indeed, I was "moist" too.
    I knew how they felt when I got mine. I was almost 18. My boobs were already 32c and bottom also a 32 "bubble butt" and I was proud of my figure. I had to take off my gown and walk about 5 metres to the table. My unsupported breasts swung! What a sight that must have been.
    Once over the table my legs were tapped apart by the cane revealing my prominent pussy lips and arse button and a few wisps of blonde hair! Now I had NO secrets from the family.
    I wasn't stoical and yelped at every stroke, leaping up with a shriek after No 6 and grabbing my cheeks! What a display!
    Those memories are still as clear as ever and sometimes the subject of a pleasant dream and, often, an orgasm!
    Thanks for some great stories.


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  79. My friend, Joanne, told me about the Lanka Caning site over lunch today and I've just dialled it up. What a wonderful site and some remarkable stories. So many of them really do record what growing up was (and is) like over the years.
    I am now 30, unmarried, and living in London working as an Accountant. I was brought up in CapeTown, South Africa. In those days corporal punishment was still allowed in Education and by the Courts.
    My family were strong believers in it and we had a rattan cane and a short woven leather whip ( a miniture of a Judicial one) , hanging on the back of the kitchen door ready for use. If we had detention or a caning at school then we would have a caning or whipping at home! In our house all such misdemeanors were noted each week and then "paid-off" on a Saturday evening just before bed. We were a family with 6 children, 4 girls & 2 boys with barely a year between each of us. We had a very strict Father and even Mother got punished from time to time, but in private. She told us that she would usually be nude!
    Everyone was made to attend "Saturdays Reckoning" as we called it. We would all shower or take a bath and then come to the lounge in our nighties. Punishment was always "on the bare" astride the leather spanker. Modesty was not spared and from the age of 13 only the cane or whip was used on the naked bum and thighs after removing the nightie.
    It was unusual for anyone not to have some sort of punishment.
    The instrument to be used would depend on the offence(s).
    Usually it would be 6 with the cane which might be administered lightly, moderately or with maximum force, again, depending on the offence. The whip was the most punishing always raising enormous wheals which could take weeks to heal and disappear.
    Most of us felt the whip once but seldom twice! The pain was excruciating and as a precaution the leather spanker was covered with cloth to absorb any "accidents" like spurting.
    Any punishment always left marks which were embarrassing in the showers after PE at school! If whipped a note was sent to school to excuse the recipient from PE!
    I was the eldest child so often blamed for not keeping the others in order. Consequently my arse probably took more punishment. I am sure my brothers loved watching their 4 elder sisters over the spanker showing their all and may well have masturbated afterwards.
    I never really took much notice of their stiff little penises as my boyfriends were better endowed, although I probably flaunted my swinging breast and bubble butt!
    However, my sisters and I ,who shared rooms joined by a "Jack & Jill bathroom, often locked our bedroom doors and "comforted" one another on a Saturday evening making sure to flush away many damp tissues before morning!
    Did the family regime do us any harm? I don't think so as it kept us in line and' ultimately gave us feelings that it might have taken years to develop otherwise, if ever!
    Interestingly, after lunch, Joanne said to me that she often thinks of her early days and, on balance, wouldn't have wanted them any other way!
    I am now looking forward to feasting on more Lanka Caning Stories in the next few months.



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    1. I often dialled in to Lanka Caning, never having been caned or received any sort of corporal punishment in my life, as the stories fascinated me.
      I am now 35 and have been married to Bob for 15 years.
      Over Christmas we were invited to a party by some friends and there were about 30 couples there all enjoying food , games, dancing with each other and copious amounts of drink. That was my downfall! Around midnight I danced with Richard ,a very attractive young man in his 20's. I am very well endowed with 36d boobs and was wearing a low cut top and a very short skirt both of which fascinated him and we did slide off into another room for some very heavy petting. My bra was unclipped and his hands explored not only my boobs but inside my panties! I unzipped him and enjoyed fondling his enormous hard penis. We slipped out to his car and coupled...it was heavenly and my orgasm was shattering. Unfortunately, within minutes, Bob appeared opening the car door and finding us! He was ANGRY!
      At home, next day he threatened a divorce but I pleaded and pleaded with him.
      That evening he said he had considered the matter and decided that I should be severly punished. I asked, "How?" He replied " Caned!" I was gobsmacked. I protested that he did not have a cane but he replied he would buy one from Amazon! So, it was ordered & arrived 2 days later on Friday.
      He told me that I would be caned that evening at 8pm, after showering and I should come to the spare bedroom naked.
      I protested but to no avail.
      There was a leather sofa in the room and I was told to bend over the back of it & spread my legs! I remonstrated but he said that I had already earned a 6 stroke thrashing but it would now be 9, I argued and he said, "OK then it's 12!"
      Over the leather I felt exposed and tearful.
      He tapped my cheeks 3 times before lashing the cane down.
      I shot up grabbing my cheeks. "That one will not count", he said coolly. I collapsed back down sobbing as my bum was thrashed unmercifully at about 10 second intervals.
      At No 6 I spurted, or orgasmed, I don't know which, but the lashing continued as I lost count and, almost, conciousness.
      When he had delivered 12 he went out of the room leaving me to get into the spare bed and cry.......
      Next morning I could not sit and lay face down on the lounge sofa with just a sheet over my bum. That was 2 days ago. I have been told that tomorrow I shall receive part 2 of my punishment but I do not, yet, know what it will be! I dread to think!

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    2. I am worried as another parcel from Amazon has been delivered this morning. It was addressed to my husband so I dare not open it for fear of punishment in view of my recent very painful canings. My arse is very swollen & still painful.
      It's not long as the cane parcel was but rectangular and bendable. He had been talking about getting a leather tawse like a Scottish Lochelly Strap & by what I looked up about the Lochelly Strap I was horrified and could only imagine what it would do to a bare bum. We shall see.

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    3. Beware of a tawse, Carole. I went to a Boarding school in Scotland. Punishments were harsh and carried out with a lochelly strap, which is a 2 tailed leather tawse, on the bare arse. I only had it once but the bruising on my bum cheeks lasted for over 2 months and I couldn't sit comfortably for a week.

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    4. Thank you for your note, Daniel.
      My husband opened the parcel tonight and, yes, it is a Lochelly Tawse and it looks VICIOUS! I am told that I will feel it tomorrow across my already sore arse.

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    5. Well Carole, it sounds from your original post that you really were extremely naughty with a capital "N" and you really deserved a severe punishment. I can't help picturing what you must look like with stripes adorning that shapely figure of yours! Anyway, good luck for stage 2 punishment.

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    6. Daniel. Thank you for your good wishes, I think I will need them and even flaunting my body won't save me. I've now been told my 2nd punishment will be over that leather sofa in the spare bedroom on Sunday, so at least my arse might have recovered a bit more by then. It's extremely tender today although I have applied lots of healing cream since the 1st thrashing. At least my fingers have given me a bit of relief!

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    7. I am writing this laying on my front as my arse HURTS!!
      It was 12 noon When I was summoned for Part Two of my punishment. I went to the bedroom and had to strip. I did it as seductively as possible releasing my boobs and letting them swing before stepping out of my little panties. I was wet with fear and trepidation as I saw the cane, tawse AND my whalebone riding crop on the dresser!
      It seemed Bob meant business!
      He carefully examined my bum cheeks before guiding me over to the leather sofa and positioned me over the back with arms stretched to grab hold of the seat and legs spread. God, I felt EXPOSED!
      I watched as he picked up the crop swishing it through the air. A tap-tap and it then slashed my under cheeks. W O W that H U R T !!! And again, and again! 6 in all as I screamed. 5 minutes later I saw him pick up the leather two-tailed tawse and he dangled it in front of my face. He laid it across my arse and then raised it, bringing it down with a dreadful W H O O S H ! I screamed and screamed as it was laid on 6 times, the pain horrific!
      I felt his fingers on my cheeks feeling the damp ridges and then he ordered me to stay in position and he left.
      I felt damp, my pussy seemingly oozing.
      It must have been 10 minutes before he returned again feeling my extremely hot cheeks with his hands.
      He told me that I was now to be caned! I felt faint!
      But the cane tapped my bum before being lashed down at full force 6 times with a minutes break between.
      I was told my 2nd punishment was over and he left.
      Would more follow? I retired ,sobbing and wet, to bed.

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    8. You would never believe how my bum aches today! All the marks left by the groups of strokes look different, the worst being the crop as the thin whalebone raised narrow but tall welts which are blue and extremely painful.
      Nothings been said, but I suspect I haven't felt the last of the punishment.

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    9. Wow, Carole, that was some punishment. Have all the marks now gone or did you get another thrashing?
      I am now well into my 30's but still remember some awful canings from my parents who were very strict, my last one when I was 17.
      I had stayed out long after my curfew & had been drinking a lot so it was postponed for 2 days until the Sunday morning.
      I was to come to breakfast in only my short nightie & would be dealt with afterwards.over the end of the chaise-long with a dose of the senior school cane.
      I had put my panties on but was told to remove them, roll up my tiny nightie and bend over the end of the leather chaise.
      I felt exposed but worse was to come as Father told me to put my feet two foot apart to "relax my cheeks" or to show my privates, I thought. My nipples felt hard rubbing the fabric and my pubes damp. Mother looked embarrassed.
      I was told that I was getting 6 hard strokes spaced from the top of my cheeks to the top of my thighs.
      I felt the tap of the stick, then a pause and then a biting, stinging pain, which spread over my bum, throbbing.
      I managed to keep quiet.
      A pause, then an even harder stroke, and I yelped.
      three more followed as I rolled side to side screaming and rolled off the chaise.
      I was then told I had TWO more to come!!
      I was told to bend over the dining table and Mother would hold my hands to prevent me from leaping up.
      Father moved around and I wondered why? Then I felt the cane resting across the 5 strokes! The next two would be diagonals!!
      My God, I screamed as they cut into the previous lines and I SQUIRTED uncontrollably!!
      The throbbing was atrocious as was the mess dripping from between my legs!
      My parents were very angry calling me a dirty little bitch and promised me another punishment as soon as my bottom and thighs had recovered!



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  80. That punishment sounded awful, Courteney, especially on a 17 year olds soft bum, and for what seemed to me to be a minor offence. Did you get the 2nd "dose"?
    Thankfully, I didn't get a third one but my bum took months to competely recover and I have never forgiven him.
    But for that reason it has not made me behave, but just to be VERY careful in future! I have therefore enjoyed some more wonderful sexual experiences!

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  81. Unfortunately, I did get another dose but not for two weeks as the bruising took some time to go but by far the worse thing was that my 2nd punishment was given in what the Americans call the "diaper position".
    This means that the recipient lies on her back with her legs upwards supported by her hands behind her knees!
    Yes, it is SO blatently revealing as the girls pussy is totally visible and it's so embarrassing for a young girl but ensures she cannot leap up as the punishment proceeds!
    I came into the lounge in my bra and panties, taking the latter off as I laid back on the chaise with my bottom near the open end so that the implement could be applied easily.
    I was lectured again about being out late and under the influence of drink before being told I was not getting the cane again, but a lashing with a scottish tawse. This was a leather strap about two feet long, one & a half inches wide and about one quarter of an inch thick. One end of the tawse is split into two for about nine inches to form two tails. This imparts more of a "cut" when contacting the skin. I imagined what that might do if contacting my pussy!
    "You are getting 10 lashes" said Father. "Keep still or the ends of the tawse may strike your sex. Hold her legs please Mother".
    The whipping began. Unlike the cane the tawse did not cut in but imparted a vicious burning sensation causing dreadful throbbing.
    I did move a little and the thongs bit into my bulging pubes causing me to scream. It felt as if I had been cut with a sharp knife!
    My bum, thighs and pussy were on fire when, eventually, the whipping ceased. I lay there sobbing and holding my bum when my hands were released and my pussy lips ached terribly.
    In the bedroom I lay sobbing as Mother arrived with some soothing cold cream and applied it to my arse and pussy lips.
    She told me that she knew how I felt because she had suffered the Tawse only a few weeks before but bent over the end of the bed.
    I didn't ask her why or whether it led to sex! I thought it better not to ask!
    It took another two weeks for the marks on my bum to fade but my pussy was sore for a month.

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  82. That was cruel. Especially on your back, legs up. How revealing! It made me "moist" just reading your account of it.

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  83. I've only recently been told about Lanka Caning by my sister.
    Charlotte is a year older than I am and we are now in our late 40's.
    We grew up in a very strict household and were often subject to corporal punishment. We lived in a large detached house, our parents being well off and we had the luxury of our own bedrooms in a separate wing of the house sharing a "Jack & Jill" bathroom situated between them and accessible from both.
    Punishments would be carried out in Father's Study. Either a thick leather belt or a cane would be used and always applied to the bare bottom. Depending on the gravity of the offence the recipient would either bend across the large desk or lay back on the desk "legs-up". In exceptional cases we might be naked. Anything between 12 and 24 lashes of the belt might be given or between 6 and 12 strokes of the rattan cane. If both of us were up for a whacking we would both be in the Study together.
    Disciplinary sessions were always carried out after dinner, the recipient(s) then being sent to their room(s).
    If Charlotte had been punished I would later go through to her room and comfort her, spreading soothing cream on her arse cheeks and, if she wished, exciting her nipples and even fingering or tonging her to a satisfying orgasm before tucking her into her bed.
    Similarly, if I had been punished she would spread cream and knead my balls and penis bringing me to shoot my load into her tissue.
    Quite often she would like to fellate me with her lips and swallow my load. I really loved her doing that! All this made us devoted to one another.
    We are still very close and enjoy each others company, often reminising about "those days" when alone!
    Thankfully, both our partners are interested in CP and practice it in it's mildest form of spanking or the belt as a prelude to love making.



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  84. Having read so many posts on how they met Corporal Punishment I thought my experience might be of interest.
    When I was just 16 I had never been punished in any way, but that was all about to change.
    I had several boyfriends and one was very interested in photography and persuaded me to be his "model". I was flattered but little thought what it would lead to.
    David's parents were away and I went over to see him on a Saturday afternoon.
    He took a very flattering close up of my face and long blonde hair, then one of me in my mjni-skirt with a button up blouse.
    I was most impressed. Next he suggested I remove my skirt and blouse and he took several shots of me in my bra and panties.
    We sat and had coffee and he said I had a lovely figure and he would like to photograph me without my bra. My boobs were developing well for my age and my nipples becoming very sensitive.
    Several close-ups were taken, my nipples were hardening and inevitably her wanted to photograph me nude. I was enjoying the attention so slipped off my panties revealing a light covering of blonde pubic hair. I posed in various positions before close-ups were taken of my pussy and another of me opening my "lips".
    Next I knelt, bending forward and parting my bum cheeks to show my dark puckered anal opening and my pussy.
    I was very excited and asked David to unfasten his jeans.
    I soon had them and his little briefs off and proceeded to caress his penis and his balls which he loved. This was the first time I had done this, or, indeed, seen a penis "in the flesh".
    I made him spurt his cream following which he fingered me to a shaking orgasm!
    Some weeks later he gave me a small photo album containing copies of all the ones he had taken on that memorable day. I was most flattered.
    At home I put the album away in my desk.
    Unfortunately about a month later Mother called me into the lounge one evening and there, on the coffee table , was my album which
    she had found whilst "cleaning"!
    She and Father were very annoyed and demanded an explanation.
    I really didn't have one.
    I was called a dirty little slut and told that I would be punished.
    It was school holidays and 3 days later I took in an Amazon parcel from a delivery driver.
    That evening I was called to the lounge where I noticed a blanket on the dining table on which there was a long yellow rattan cane!
    I was told that as I had stripped for the photographs I should now strip for the cane!
    With no alternative I slowly stripped as my parents looked on intently. I was told that, as I had never been caned, I would receive
    six strokes immediately and another six in seven days when my bum might have recovered, and to bend across the table on the blanket. This I did.
    I felt vulnerable but somewhat excited! That was soon fogotten as the wicked cane cut into my cheeks. Mother was holding my hands so I could not jump up but only roll side to side which made things worse as the stripes crossed! My screams were ear piercing and I spurted, only to be told that another stroke would be given and that next weeks would be increased to nine!
    That caning was, again, nude and horrendous and I eventually ended up in the legs-up position as I was constantly leaping up!
    That was not my only experience of Corporal Punishment, merely the beginning!

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    1. My sister and I never experienced any serious punishment until we entered puberty. Until then Mother had hand slapped us when necessary. Our Father had passed away some years before and when we were about 15 both my sister and I became more troublesome so much so that she asked her cousin for help to which she willingly agreed.
      Aunt Rosalyn was not married and had been Principal of a girls finishing school before she retired and now lived about a half mile along the road from us in a large detached former Rectory. We had met her from time to time and Mum had told us that she was a very strict lady, although I had seen her as an extremely attractive woman. She was tall an always wore clothes that emphasized her long legs and curvy figure.
      As most boys of my age I was interested in the size of a woman's bust!
      One day I was very rude to Mum and she arranged for me to pay her a visit that afternoon.
      She invited me into her study, a book lined room with a large leather desk & a glass display cabinet on the wall which contained a leather strap and a yellow cane with a curved handle.
      I was invited to sit as she explained that my Mum was at her wits end dealing with both mine and my sister's uncontrollable behaviour and she wished that we could be sent to her for punishment to which she had agreed.
      I was worried, but even more so when she referred to my rudeness that morning and said that that was why I was there and that I was to be caned !
      She told me to first go to the toilet and then to come back to the Study and remove my jeans and y-fronts! Shocked, I reluctantly left the room. On returning I saw a blanket had been placed over the edge of the desk and she explained it would protect the desk in event of an "accident"! I presumed she meant if I "spurted"! I felt my penis hardening and an erection imminent and Aunt Rosalyn commented that I should try to control myself. But never having undressed in an attractive women's company before I found it extremely hard to do!
      The cane was already on the desk as I bent across it and lay uncomfortably on my hardening penis.
      But that was soon forgotten as she picked up the cane, held it high and lashed it across my arse. I shot upright clutching my cheeks only to be told that the stroke would not count and I still had 6 to come. I was warned that if it happened again I would have to sit on the desk and be caned"legs-up".
      That horrified me! How I bore the 6 strokes I cannot say but I lay there gasping before being told to stand up.My arse throbbed and tears ran down my face . My penis was still rock solid & pointing upwards as Auntie led me from the Study to the snug where she had me lay on the settee, face down. Some minutes later she returned and I felt her hand spreading cream on the weals covering my arse her hand slipping between my cheeks which gave some relief but did nothing to make my erection subside!
      I was then told to stand and having picked up tissues she took hold of my penis gently moving the skin back and forth.
      I was in heaven and within minutes she had emptied my sperm into the tissues, pulling back my foreskin and wiping me clean. I thanked her & put my arms around her kissing her cheek. She said it had been a pleasure to make me comfortable after caning me so hard and said that she would see me again, about which I had no doubt!
      After walking home I told Mum of the pain of my caning but omitted any mention of cold cream or my erection and the solution to it!!
      Later that week my sister, Chloe, was sent to Auntie for "correction" and I will ask her to tell of her experience.





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    2. Robert told me of his post, so here is mine!
      The first time I was sent to see Aunt Rosalyn I was 16 and she pulled my school knickers up between my cheeks & then gave me 4 strokes of the cane. Then a few months later I was there again and had to remove my skirt & panties for 6 hard strokes with the Senior rattan that made me scream!
      All went well for some time until I was 17 and started to ignore my curfew when out on an evening. That came to a head one Friday when I came home at 2.30am instead of 11pm!!
      Mum spoke with Aunt Rosalyn and arranged for me to go to her on the Sunday. They were talking for some time and I feared the worst. Mum told me that I was to get an "exemplary punishment" that I would never forget. She wasn't wrong!!
      Not knowing what to expect I dressed in jeans and top as it was a sunners day. Ushered in I enjoyed a coffee with my Aunt before she explained that I would strip completely before being strapped into her punishment chair where, in a legs up position, I would receive the cane and also a taste of the whalebone riding crop!
      I was sent to the toilet before we went into a small room overlooking the garden. There, I stripped before siting in the softly upholstered punishment chair. It had a high back & a very short seat. My legs were raised vertically and strapped to the chairs supports at either side thus fully exposing my thighs, bum cheeks and EVERYTHING between! I had never felt so helpless!
      My Aunt first picked up her rattan cane saying that I would first get 6 strokes. After the first two I burst into tears which made no difference as the caning and my screams continued. That completed, my Aunt left the room returning with her riding crop complete with its leather loop at the end. I had once felt a crop across my jodphurs at the stables and that had hurt horribly even over clothing.
      I was told I would get 6 lashes across my thighs. Novelly holding the opposite end to the leather she whacked the crop across my thighs the leather catching the bulge of my pussy, and again!
      God, the pain was awful and the most tender part of my anatomy throbbed like nothing before.
      My Aunt said that I would remember the lashes for some time! She wasn't wrong! It was a cruel stroke to give a girl.
      The thin whalebone cut into my thighs and bum cheeks and I howled and howled as they fell. She was right, as I have never forgotten the pain.
      But, more was to come as she again picked up the cane and gave me 4 morehard strokes on the undercheeks.
      I had learned my lesson the hard way, and was never out after curfew or punished again!

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  85. Just introduced to Lanka Caning I have read all the excellent posts including those experiencing work in Gentleman's Clubs.
    I run a Country Club in the West Country and there are very similar happenings there when female staff misbehave and, as they are well paid do not want to lose their employment.
    Although a "Country Club" we are well known for staging mid-week "Gentleman's Evenings". Usually we hire in professional girls to "entertain", especially performing striptease, often very revealing, which our clients enjoy immensely as we have no "modesty" rules as to what they can do!
    However, from time to time a female member of staff is due for punishment and our male members are informed that we shall be having a C.P Show on a particular Wednesday. Such shows are VERY popular!
    The C.P. involved can be hand spanking, the leather belt, scottish tawse, martinet, riding crop or, of course, the cane which many prefer or, indeed a mixture!
    Last month our Admin. Manager, Joanne, made some fundamental and costly mistakes and I proposed to dismiss her. She enjoys an excellent salary and she pleaded with me to let her retain her job but to punish her. Joanne is in her early 30's, blonde, tall and extremely well endowed with 38d breasts, a slim waist and lovely bubble-butt. Just the subject for C.P. Night, I thought!
    Reluctantly she agreed and, once the word got around the demand for tickets was amazing!
    I told her she should dress as for the Office but wear some fine underwear and stockings and that, ultimately, she would be punished in the nude.
    First a hand spanking, then the martinet and then the cane.
    She would be dealt with strapped down on a small vaulting horse with her legs widely spaced and her breasts hanging free.
    When told she blanched and blushed but, hesitently, agreed.
    On the evening the room was packed as Joanne came in to the arena to great applause. Wearing a demure grey knitted dress she was "lectured" and was looking sheepishly at the floor.
    Told to undress she unbuttoned the front of her dress, to applause as her stockings, suspender belt, bra and tiny panties were slowely revealed. Next her bra came off and her wonderful 38's swung into view, to rapturous applause. Her nipples were hard. Next her tiny panties revealed her to be shaven below and have long crinkly lips to her sex. The audience were stunned. I told her she could retain her suspender belt and stockings if she wished.
    My Assistant led her to the horse, helped her mount and strapped her down, parting her legs & strapping each loosely to the horses legs. This raised a round of applause as her dark anal button came into view and her pink sex lips parted.
    I gave her 12 slow slaps on her bum cheeks before picking up the 12 tailed martinet. Already her bum glowed although she remained silent.
    That all changed as the whip lashed her cheeks imparting their fine cuts and yelps were heard. After 12 lashes I stopped and the audience applauded. She lay whimpering and wriggling on the leather seemingly trying to rub her pussy. What a sight!
    I then told her she would get 12 strokes of the cane and she retorted "Noooooo!" but to no avail as the audience shouted "YES!!"
    I began, and delivered them at about10 second intervals as she sobbed, moaned and yelled as they cut into her already tortured bum cheeks as the audienced applauded.
    Eventually it was over and she lay gasping as she was untied. She was helped to her feet, sobbing, her lovely breasts swinging and much of her bottom already turning blue. All eyes were on her lovely figure and the audience gave rapturous applause as she was helped out of the room.
    Although not requested to do so the audience were extremely generous and over £250 were left for Joanne as a present for showing her all .




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    1. I have attended many such events both in Somerset , just to the south of Bristol and in the Home Counties.
      I find them enjoyable as do so many men. We never tire of seeing females in revealing situations and some getting well deserved corporal punishment. There is just something so attractive about a girl or woman showing her all and getting her bottom marked! Many seem to enjoy the situation and revel in fully exposing their assets.

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    2. In my 20's I was often one of those girls as we were well paid and, if you enjoyed spanking and other cp, it was a win-win situation. I went to a Convent School for my education and was no stranger to the cane and the tawse.
      So, after doing a boring office job for nearly 5 years I was pursueded by a girlfriend to come and "work the clubs". We did striptease, and "schoolgirl classroom" scenes, which the punters LOVED! I enjoyed baring my boobs and bum and some of our acts were sooo explicit.
      Sometimes we appeared a day of so after a hard on-stage caning and the punters loved to feel the ridges on our arse cheeks! Tips given were wonderful in addition to our pay and at 45 I am now enjoying a very happy retirement with a wealthy punter from the past!
      Yes, I still enjoy a pre-sex dose of his hand, the belt or cane as it gets our juices flowing!!

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    3. Recently having found Lanka Caning I read Colin, David & Rosemary's posts as I run a Gentleman's Club on the Scottish borders. We hold "entertainment evenings" at least once a month which has music acts, striptease, naughty games and, when we have cause, a "correctional act".
      This is the way I deal with staff who have not performed tasks to the correct standard or have failed the Club in some way. It is totally voluntary as they can otherwise leave our employment. However, our people are well paid with many 'perks' & invariably opt for "correction" and sign paperwork to that effect in advance of the performance.
      A few weeks ago things came to a head with Colleen, who, although only 20, organises events, orders produce and is a valuable member of staff. She really messed up with some suppliers and was very rude to one who is also a Club Member. Complaints followed & I asked her for explanations, all of which were nonsence. I gave her the option & she chose to "appear".
      Colleen is a shapely girl with natural red hair and I planned that , ultimately, she should strip and receive 12 strokes from a Scottish two-tailed tawse.
      Having heard who was involved the evening was a sell-out!
      We had set up a trestle, with tethers, on stage and after earlier music I announced Colleen's 'correction' to rapturous applause. Wearing a short skirt & a silk blouse she walked on stage & kissed me on the cheek.
      To music she took off her blouse, revealing a low cut bra which exposed dark areolae & long nipples to great applause. Next her skirt exposing her suspender belt and dark seamed stockings & tiny panties, again to great applause.
      Next her bra and her panties, the latter revealing her lovely red pubic hair. Her stockings & suspenders framed her bottom beautifully as she was positioned over the trestle & her legs parted & tethered to further applause.
      The 24" long tawse was swished through the air a few times before being lashed across her nates. Her scream told of its effect. I spaced the strokes at minute intervals accompanied by applause from members. 12 were promised and 12 given before Colleen had to be helped off the trestle, her cheeks and thighs turning a purply blue. Even so, she looked stunning.
      I don't think she will forget the experience and neither will the Members.

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    4. My boss, Bryan, told me of his post & I thought readers might like to hear my thoughts & memories.
      I was shocked when he questioned me about work & being rude to a member & even more to be told I was fired.....'unless'.
      I had witnessed "corrections" before and often thought that Members might like to see me in such a situation so, although not having experienced corporal punishment, except a spanking or two in my teens, I thought, "Why not?"
      I had flirted with many Members over the years and fancied one or two! Bryan told me to dress 'provocatively' ("Like you always do", he said.) He told me that I was to get the leather so I was relieved as I dreaded the rattan cane having seen what it did to other girls bottoms & thighs.
      Under my silk blouse I chose a tiny bra which would support my 34d's but leave my nipples uncovered and some tiny silk panties worn with a suspender belt and some seamed black stockings knowing that it was all probably going to be removed.
      I had butterflies as I came on stage. The Hall was packed and the applause deafening, this continuing as my silk blouse came off revealing my hard, erect nipples. My firm boobs hardly moved as my bra dropped and my short skirt was discarded. My tiny briefs were next and rapturous clapping as my pretty trimmed red muff came into view.
      I was guided over to the bench leaning over it to reach the wrist tethers. At this point I felt fearfull as ahead of me was not a leather belt but a full scale Lochgelly Punishment twin-tailed Tawse as used in the past in Penal Establishments! It was picked up and from behind I felt my legs being tapped apart & tethers clamped.
      At this point I realised the audience were directly behind me
      and could see EVERYTHING!! But I was proud of my body so, why worry? The applause said it all!
      I had been told I would get 12 lashes but now having seen the instrument I was worried for my arse.
      After a few swishes it struck my cheeks with a crack.
      I jumped, yelped but couldn't move. The pain spread. "Whack!" The next landed, scaldingly hot, "Whack!" & the next. I screamed, yelled, my pubes felt wet, the pain atrocious and growing all the time. Some of my movements seemed to ignite the crowd with applause! I humped the bench as a shaking orgasm overtook my control & was acknowledged by the onlookers! That orgasm seemed to numb some of the agony of the next few lashes. But they continued to fall until the 12th was given.
      Then it was over as I lay there panting, & drained as I was untethered.
      Tears streaming I was wrapped in a dressing gown and taken to a rest room where I lay face down on a bunk.
      My butt and thighs were still ablaze and throbbing.
      A lesson learned, I had the next 3 days on leave. My arse is still black, blue and purple and very tender even now, nearly 3 weeks later. As a rather nice gesture Members present on the evening sent me bouquets of flowers and a present of £150 as a 'thank you' for what they called a "supurb display"!



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    5. Following my earlier post readers may be interested in recent developments at my Club. Always seeking new experiences for our gentlemen members I felt that it might be interesting to bring some black girls into the business. My fellow Directors agreed. A week later I was supermarket shopping & I noticed 2 attractive girls stacking shelves. In passing I asked them " Where was home?" and was told, "The Caribbean".
      At lunchtime we met for a snack and I told them about The Club. Tania & Teresa were identical twins aged 20 and had recently come from Jamaica. Temporarily they got jobs at the Supermarket to earn some cash but wanted better.
      I outlined what we did at the Club, bar work, waitressing, food preparation & serving and, of course, "Gentlemans' Entertainment". They looked at each other, smiling.
      I outlined the entertainment: music, dancing, comedy and, striptease, which, I had guessed they had figured out.
      I told them that we had vacancies for pretty waitresses and for young strippers. They looked at each other, smiling.
      " Do your waitresses go topless?", Tania asked, and I told her "Yes, at certain times". Teresa asked me to describe stripping and I did, graphically. Tania expressed interest, for a start, in topless waitressing & Teresa agreed, saying that it could be fun. Both of the girls had good figures and I said I thought they would do admirably.
      I arranged to pick them up that evening and go to the Club which would be closed.
      Once there I showed them the panties & miniskirts worn and they wanted try on the uniform.
      Having changed they came to my office. There was only one word to describe them, W O W !!!
      Their breasts were firm and a lovely dusky brown and their areolae was darker with long & seemingly erect nipples.
      The small skirts emphasised the jut of their bum cheeks and their long legs. I congratulated them on their presentation but could not take my eyes off their lovely breasts.
      We discussed wages and they were very pleasantly surprised that my offer was about twice as much per week than they were earning. A deal was done and all evening work would be topless. I told them to expect generous tips.
      They wanted to talk about stripping and just how much they would be expected to show. I said that we were well known for total nudity, but they didn't seem fazed as I had told them the sort of fees and tips to expect.
      They said they would think it over, perhaps a double act?
      I also told them of our CP Nights and both said that corporal punishment was nothing new to them as they had often been caned at school and at home as CP was practiced in Jamaica. If the fee was good they might think about it!
      That made me think of introducing regular CP nights with paid acts!
      I will report the girls progress later.



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  86. I met an old friend a few days ago who I used to work with many years ago in service to a wealthy family. I was a governess to 4 children and my friend, the family cook. I had sole control of the childrens education & was responsible for their behaviour. My friend also recollected the discipline which reminded her to tell me about Lanka Caning which she had recently discovered.
    Although my duties were teaching I was called upon to carry out any discipline called for by the parents of the 3 girls and a boy.
    Although when they were very young this merely involved a hand slapping as soon as they were in their teens I was given a light cane and a senior cane to use as necessary or as directed. I remember the 1st caning I administered. Elizabeth was 14 and a very pretty girl but a naughty one and her Father sent her to me one evening to be caned before bed. She had only ever had a spanking before on her knickers. She wore a light summer frock and looked scared!
    I took her to the schoolroom and told her to remove her knickers and bend across a desk. She was shocked & began to argue so I told her the 4 strokes she was to get were now 6! She immediately did as directed tears rolling down her face. Her bottom was very shapely & I planted the 1st stroke in the crease where her cheeks joined her thighs. She screamed & shot upright! I warned her that she should now get an extra stroke. Instead, I really lashed down the 5 remaining as she wailed and rolled about. As instructed by her Father she thanked me and crept off .
    The next week Bryan, who was 13 was sent to me as he had been caught scrumping apples in a neighbours orchard.
    He was to get 6 "on the bare". He couldn't believe his ears when told to remove his trousers & pants but he did so.
    At his age I didn't expect a rising penis but it stirred as he undressed and was proudly erect as he walked to the desk not attempting to cover himself! I remember thinking what it might be like in his later teens! He took the 1st 4 silently only yelping as I applied 5 & 6. I congratulated him & he smiled thanking me for his caning. I was sure that he would now go & deal with his erection!
    Many weeks passed and teaching went well until one day Richard (the Father) came to see me about Rebecca, his eldest daughter ,who was 17 and had been rude to them and staying out long after her curfew. He wanted me to give her an "Exemplary Caning" on the next Sunday morning after Church. I queried "Exemplary" and he said she should be made to strip naked and receive a dozen strokes of the senior cane. I said that she may leap up or refuse and he replied that she would be dealt with in the playroom tethered over the vaulting horse and he would fix the tethers and watch the caning.
    Sunday arrived and after Church Richard and Patricia met me in the playroom. Patricia had long blonde hair and a nice figure, of which we would see more.
    To underline her punishment she was told to undress as we watched. Slowly she did, revealing her lovely breasts, slim waist and bubble-butt of an arse. A light covering of pubic hair covered the bulge of her pubes. She moved across to the horse laying over it with breasts hanging and arms grasping the horses legs. Her Father anchored the tethers on her wrists. Then moving each leg outwards & tethering it. This revealed the dark button of her anus and her curly lipped opening below. She now had no secrets and was quietly sobbing. I was told to begin & whipped the cane through the air a few times making her anxious before contacting her cheeks with the 1st of 12 strokes.
    She managed to take the 1st 3 well before her shrieks and cries began as she tried to move but could not.
    At 9 I paused and inspected her cheeks which were beginning to get a blue tinge to the red cut, but was told to continue.
    12 given and received she was left in position for the next half hour to think about her caning before she was taken to her room.

    My recollections continued as my friend & I enjoyed our coffee and so will my reading Lanka Caning in the future!



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    1. Love your recollections, Dora. I am now also in my early 80's but can well remember getting punished by my Governess.
      Usually it was for lack of concentration or poor exam results.
      I was caned "on the bare" from early days and if I leapt up then I would be "legs-up" on the desk. That was so revealing and even today I can orgasm laying in bed & thinking about it whilst my fingers stroke my clit! Happy days!

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  87. I am 16 and still get a taste of the cane if I am disrespectful.
    When I was younger I got it on my knickers , but when I became 16 it became a bare bum punishment. Thankfully I have never been given a "legs-up" caning and I think that would really be awful to show my coochie and my arsehole close up. As it is I keep my legs closely together and that's difficult when the pain is intense, but I've managed so far. My granny tells me that she was always caned astride a trestle, sometimes naked, and she would often cum as her coochie rubbed the padded top and not being able to stop was embarrassing , often leading to more strokes.
    I'm glad Mum didn't hear her!

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  88. Just a warning, Ellie. I don't know whether you have a regular boyfriend yet and, if so, whether you indulge in intimacy with him.
    If you have, and do, just beware that the attraction of going out without your panties is not worth the risk. Posts on social media have alerted parents to this practice & it's surprising the number of parents who spot-cheek their daughters when they come home after an evening out! I am 17 and, stupidly, went out without panties a few weeks ago. Obviously, when wearing a skirt, intimacy is easier as a hand can slide under your skirt and pleasure you without all the fuss of removing your knicks I had enjoyed the "freedom" but on coming home Mum suddenly whipped up my skirt to reveal me "bare below"! She was livid & called Dad who was equally angry.
    I was told to go to the dining room and remove my skirt.
    Ten minutes later Dad arrived with his thick leather belt and, having placed a cushion on the corner of the dining table I was told to bend over, whilst Mum held my hands from the other side.
    I was petrified! He berated me, calling me a common little hussey and said I would get at least 20 lashes of the belt.
    I felt the cold leather resting on my bum, then "WHACK" as it cut into my cheeks. Before I could yell, another & another! God, the pain!
    It continued as I rolled side to side, legs flailing, screaming, sobbing and shouting. My bum was on fire. But, I was promised 20 and 20 I got! Unfortunately, having orgasmed twice earlier in the evening, my juices failed to flow and I felt only P A I N !
    Sent to bed, I sobbed myself to sleep.
    So, Ellie, beware, and save yourself a lot of pain!


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  89. That's good advice. But I have no serious boys at the moment so I keep my knickers firmly on when I go out with one.
    But most of them think they have a right to go under a girl's skirt for a quick "feel". I am certain that I would be in for a trashing if caught without knickers on my return home. My elder sister is naughty and she bought some crotchless panties and says they are fun. Not easy to tell from ordinary ones if a skirts flipped up to check! So far shes been lucky!

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  90. When in my teens I was a fan of crotchless panties for the very same reason. Unfortunately one evening my parents did a spot check when I arrived home late. I was told to raise my miniskirt above my waist and bend forward. This made the back of my panties part revealing my cheeks! My parents were extremely annoyed as it was pretty obvious what my reason for wearing them was! I was told to remove them immediately & they were confiscated. Mum went straight up to my bedroom and found two more pairs. Meanwhile Dad had fetched his cane which I hadn't felt for many months.
    I was told to go to the toilet after which I was to get 4 strokes for being late, 4 strokes for wearing "disgusting panties" and 4 strokes for having more of them.
    10 minutes later I was over the kitchen table with Mum holding my arms from the other side to prevent me from leaping up.
    The wicked rattan was first applied to the top of my thighs, then the undercheek before the strokes made their way up my cheeks.
    They were given full force and at long enough intervals for each to be fully felt before the next landed. I was screaming and yelping and rolling side to side on the table. The pain was horrific made even worse by the last stroke being applied diagonally!
    It took days for the throbbing to abate and some weeks for the marks to disappear and I had to resort to masturbation as I was not allowed out on an evening.
    When I was allowed out again I made sure I wore panties, and my boyfriends had to put up with my removing and replacing them before and after having some very satisfying sex in the car!

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    1. That's what happens to a naughty little girl! I never went without panties but wearing a thong meant no interference with access as I would just slip the narrow gusset aside and hey-presto! The thong was there afterwards to collect the residue of my excitement which was so necessary.

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  91. I have been reading Lanka Caning for years but never thought I would be on the reciving end of that sort of punishment as I am in my late 40's , my partner is 65, and we only have VERY ocassional 'missionary position' sex.
    Just a week ago my hubby, Colin, and I attended a party at an Hotel and a rather dishy workmate of mine, Graham, was there who I have always fancied.. There was gaming going on & Colin was participating.
    I spent most of the evening dancing with my workmate & drinking! Inevitably we wandered off and went to a room where he was staying. I removed my dress and was in my bra and panties until Graham unclipped my bra and released my 38DD boobs. After stripping he joined me, removing my panties. We kissed and he kissed my boobs, bum cheeks and pussy! It felt wonderful, and then he took me doggy style over the end of the bed. It was so exciting I came almost immediately.
    Suddenly the bedroom door opened and Colin appeared! He was livid, screaming and shouting and told me to dress as we were going home!
    After a silent trip we arrived home and he told me to go to his Study.
    He told me to strip and, not wanting further trouble, I did.
    I few minutes later he came in with his whale-bone riding crop.
    I blanched as he told me he was going to whip me! I bent over his desk as instructed, my large boobs resting on the leather and he told me I was to get a dozen strokes. I argued, but to no avail.
    He began whipping my arse and upper thighs lashing the crop down from shoulder height. Screaming and rolling about I couldn't stand the attrocious pain eventually sliding off the desk. On the floor he continued my thrashing until the 12 strokes had been given.
    It took some time for me to gather my senses and crawl off to my bedroom. I had been WHIPPED thoroughly.
    Next morning I was in agony but he told me that in a week's time I would have another punishment which was not specified.
    It's now been a week and my arse has recovered a little but the crop marks remain and I am dreading further punishment.
    I will post again!




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    1. My arse is still marked badly from that awful whipping with the whalebone crop when Colin inspected it this morning as he reminded me that I was due the next punishment for my blatant adultery.
      He told me that he would punish me in the nude again but I don't really mind that as I am proud of my 38DD's, my curvy arse and my neatly trimmed pubic triangle! What I dread is more P A I N !!
      After inspection, he said he would postpone the next session for a few days but that I could be assured that it would HURT! He said I might get the cane, the Scottish 2 tailed tawse, the 9 tailed Cat, or more of the Crop, even hinting I could be pussy whipped too! That, I would hate! But... I just have to wait & see!

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  92. I've read your posts with some worries for your poor bum, although you did rather bring it on yourself in the beginning.
    I'm only in my teens but loved your story as I've been spanked and caned many times and wonder what the future might hold!

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  93. I have often dialed in to Lanka Caning as a friend told me about it a few years ago. I now need some advice.
    My daughter, Amelia, is 16 and is an attractive girl with many friends.
    One evening, a few days ago, she was allegedly doing her homework and I looked into her room by quietly opening the door a little. I was shocked as she was laying back on her bed with her bra off and her panties down pleasuring herself with her fingers!
    As a single parent I admit that I have a special toy which serves my sexual needs at present and Amelia knows nothing of that. At first I felt that Amelia deserved to be punished but I wonder whether
    that, in 2024, pressures on young girls are such that masturbation is a necessary evil ? I knew nothing about sex until I was in my 20's & a boyfriends hand strayed under my skirt!
    I wonder what readers think I should do? Please let me know.

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    1. I think you should encourage her to follow her feelings, and to get relief when she wishes without the risks of unwanted pregnancy at an early age from boys who just want to fuck. Better for her to perfect her enjoyment as she likes it without risk. I was often punished for self gratification and eventually got pregnant!
      So, look the other way.

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    2. In reply to Christine's post I would say that in today's world masturbation is a safe option for a developing girl.
      I am in my late 40's and in my teens if I were to be found masturbating I would have been in for a sound thrashing. Usually it was knickers off and over the kitchen table for at least 6 hard strokes of Dad's heavy rattan cane.
      But, this did not cure me, only making me more careful not to get caught!
      My daughter, Rebekka, is now 17 and ever since she was about 12 she has masturbated. She is a very happy girl with no hang-ups.
      When she became a teenager I bought her a small "rabbit toy" for her birthday. It is a warm plastic sex aid with an end which will go between a girl's pussy lips and a protrusion above which will rub her clitoris, thus providing an enjoyable sensation without a lot of internal interferance to destroy a girl's virginity.
      Rebekka loves her toy, using it in the bath, in bed, or (discretely) anywhere else.
      Until she wishes to do otherwise she is satisfied and safe from unwanted male attention.
      However, she is still subject to behavioural rules and curfew times and only a week ago her Father gave her 6 strokes of the rattan cane across her bared bottom for rudeness to an Aunt. Later ,she told me that "rabbit" had comforted her in bed after her punishment and she had drifted off to sleep well satisfied.

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    3. Very sensible, Rosalyn. Many of my friends were punished if caught masturbating and, in my early teens Mum frowned upon it. Having been 'caught' a few times I had a surprise on my 15th birthday when Mum gave me a rubber sheath specially made for masturbation. Warm & comfortable it was a great help in relieving teenage tensions, usually in bed.
      I still received "correction", which was usually a whipping with a leather belt and, once, 9 strokes of a neighbours rattan cane after I was found with his daughter! Both of us were in a state of undress and it was pretty obvious what we had been doing. My parents readily agreed to the punishment & witnessed our canings. As you can imagine I had the erection of all erections and our mothers could not avert their eyes! Both me and Hazel had 9 blue stripes across our cheeks for weeks, but it wasn't the end to our relationship, somehow making us closer.

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  94. I know what would have happened to me in my teen days and I wouldn't have been able to sit comfortably for at least a week!
    If I was caught masturbating by Mum, I dreaded Dad's arrival home that evening. She would relate my sin in detail to him and he would look at me and say," Bedroom, NOW, and strip!" My last punishment was at 17. My figure was developing and my firm boobs were already 33c & I had a trim bubble butt so I was quite embarrassed to "strip" and show all.
    I never knew what was going to be laid across my arse. It might be the leather belt, a riding crop or the dreaded rattan cane, and whether I would be over the corner of the bed, over my table or, horror of horrors, "legs-up" on it.
    This time it was both bad: the cane applied legs-up!
    Laid back on the table my nipples were hard and I could only imagine what I was displaying as my legs were raised & my hands clasped behind my knees.
    I expected 6 strokes but Dad said that last time I had received 6 and I was now here again, so I would get 9!
    He began whipping them down and I began screaming as the strokes were placed from the top of my butt to below my cheeks onto my thighs. I was one ball of pain.
    The marks were there for weeks and particularly embarrassing at college showering after PE. I had never had so many fingers feeling the reddy/purple ridges!

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  95. Yes, Judie, me too! Any "sexual deviation" as my parents called touching oneself or purposely rubbing "private parts" on an object would mean a punishment of some kind. Usually it involved lowering or removal of clothes to reveal, at the best your knickers or at worst your complete lower body! Then it might be a hand, a belt, a strap, a martinet (small whip) or the cane which would apply your correction. If my sister & I had not erred for some time we might just get a hand spanking over our knickers but if we had offended regularly then the caning of our naked butts would soon have us screaming. If we had been "misbehaving" together then the devil had to be driven out and we would get 12 with the strap followed by 6 with the cane 5 days later! Not nice at all as sitting was impossible!

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