Victorian England saw much erotica written about the birching of girls. That must have been a horrendous experience, I well remember tales of boys being judicially birched before it was banned and it was a formidable implement of breaking the skin and leaving a lifelong memory for those who received it
She was allowed privacy but being a boy didn't seem to matter I just had to drop my pants and underpants and bend over in full view of her when I was in serious bother. So much for sex discrimination
Then she could expect her bottom to be soundly whipped with whatever was the chosen implement of the family, be it strap, cane or fathers leather belt.
In the first half of the twentieth century if a girl brought shame home she could only expect to be shamed at home. It was all part of the balance of behaviour.
Yes many young misses today would benefit from such as they roll their school skirts up to there thigh tops. Give the world liberal views of their underwear, such behaviour would have been nipped very firmly in the bud not too long ago.
She is as we all well know not alone in her desire for the feelings a well smacked bottom brings indeed she actively seeks it with those she trusts and knows well
My sister's secondary school had these sort of gym shorts and she said they got the slipper in them often for not trying hard enough. Do any other readers remember, Standing up she looked like she was in a short skirt
Of course the childhood memories have flowed over into adult life and there is always an element of thrill when frill comes into sight especially when we are getting to the bottom of things
I read it every week and Dennis always ended up the same way. It was doubtless intended as a moral warning to we youngsters who read it but as well we know it had another legacy. Well we just accepted it as the way we were dealt with when we misbehaved.
Welcome to spanksalot. This is the random musings of a older Dom of several years who is very definitely a spanko not a sadist. I love the mutuality of what we do. I love the pleasure it gives to both participants and most of all I love to find and be able to press those buttons a woman has that trigger the adrenalin rush that just makes the hair stand on end.