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Can You Guess Where It's Going Yet?
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DollyMother Self-administered Ad-libitum Sedative Candy: Mind Control by Stealth: Discipline by Design!
DollyMother Self-administered Ad-libitum Sedative Candy: Mind Control by Stealth: Discipline by Design!
Step by step and munch by munch, from troubled wearisome teen or tiresome twenty-something to glassy-eyed, woolly-headed infantile tranquillity.
Habit-forming from the first bite, the gentle euphoria induced by DollyMother’s unique formulation, though barely perceptible at first, ensures a measure of physiological dependency begins to develop right from the word go. DollyMother’s tranquilizing and sedative effects are subtle, insidious and both cumulative and dose-related, with the added advantage that the patient can be relied upon to increment her own dose as and when she becomes accustomed to the effects at each stage while you, as carer, can be safe in the knowledge that DollyMother’s ultra-safe self-limiting formula ensures overdose is impossible.
Over time – day-by-day and mouthful by mouthful - DollyMother’s tranquilizing and sedative formulation gently lulls the subject into a deeper and deeper tranquilized and sedated state while simultaneously dulling her awareness of her failing mental faculties. Once intractable refractory attitudes soften, boisterous behaviour quietens to be replaced by a more placid, docile demeanour while the patient’s growing dependency on DollyMother’s formulation will leave her ever more amenable to other forms of control, should the authoritarian so wish. Further on and the patient gradually becomes listless and ‘dozy’, ‘mentally lazy’ and ‘easily handled’, all of which can be an advantage within an institutional setting if disruptive behaviour is problematic. A marked increase in suggestibility is noted and can be utilized to augment the psychological dependency aspect of DollyMother’s efficacy using the DollyMother sound recordings designed to augment our products.
Over longer periods - and the high doses with which the patient will typically self-medicate with if left to her own devices - DollyMother’s psychoactive neurochemical makeup causes mental confusion above and beyond the tranquilizing effect. In addition it is known to disrupt short term memory, then the ability to form new memories - which can have a marked affect on future learning - and interferes with synapses in and around the frontal lobes, which negatively impacts on the subject’s decision making ability. In conjunction with confinement within a sensorially impoverished space, and given unregulated access to the product – thus starved of mental stimulation and increasingly sedated – a significant fall in IQ can be measured, perhaps ten or more points in a little over two months detention.
DollyMother may be introduced initially as a ‘treat’, as a positive reinforcer to reward required, good, behaviour. As time goes by DollyMother may become just as effective - if not more so - as a negative reinforcer in eradicating or extinguishing unwanted behaviours by its withdrawal. Indeed, the very real physical craving which accompanies long-term use, due to changes in brain chemistry, can be such that even the THREAT of withdrawal can have a marked punitive effect, resulting in instant submission to authority which, again, can then be reinforced by other complimentary forms of discipline. The application of corporal punishment within a strict disciplinary régime in conjunction with all Fairy-DollyMother products is to be encouraged, where more stringent levels of behavioural modification are called for.
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For When The Cane Just Is Not Enough: Dollymother Behaviour Modificatioin Aids and Products
So, this is the next stage - and with the concept added to the pic that started me thinking along these lines in the first place. In hindsight perhaps 'DollyMaker' would make for a better brand name - thoughts, anyone? In fact, I'm off to have a go at that - before someone else does. I'll be back to add a few more words of explanation here shortly, or with another version if successful and it proves fairly quick to do!
By the way; before I forget: It's the London to Brighton Cycle ride this Sunday, so I'll be in Brighton for a few days at the start of next week (even if I DON'T go by bike) if anyone is interested in meeting for a pint! I always start late afternoon / early evening Sunday in the Hand In Hand pub or The Bristol Bar, both in Kemptown (I'm easy to spot) but can usually be found in one of the two Brighton Wetherspoons branches thereafter.
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A Rapid-Fire Follow-up
Ok, so it’s the same thing twice... Well, not quite. I decided to go with the ‘Dolly Maker‘ approach (at least I’ve got both bases covered), but now looking at it I think ‘DollyMother‘ seems best after all (although I’ve toyed with ‘Doll-Maker‘, ‘Doll-Mistress‘ ‘Dolly-Mistress‘ and ‘DollMistress‘ and even ‘Pollydori‘ after the puppet master.)
AND I couldn’t resist one more version (see above). Dunno who first put together these pairs of figures - they’re all over Tumblr - but they’re soooo cool! Or hot! Or…
I definitely WILL be back after the gym to write some more here... So come back later... Better still - leave a comment!
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Subjugation Be Thy Name - Even When it Backfires!
I have always had a ‘thing‘ about the wicked stepmother and governess subjugating her heiress stepdaughter and so on, but never really the ‘turning the tables‘ type of theme that I know certain of my readership hanker for (I’m always getting requests in my email to include the theme in my books and novels)... But then again, I guess this is not really ‘turning the tables’ so much as ‘getting her just deserts‘?
It's just something that popped into my head when I spotted the pic on my hard drive just now. The pic originated - like so much stuff nowadays - on Tumblr, but I was actualy searching for a pic of mouth soaping caried out by a uniformed nurse or some such. There are plenty of mouth soaping pics out there, but not featuring a nurse or taking place within an asylum or mental institution type environment. Can anyone help me out here please?
Oh bollocks! I Just realised I spelt MIDDLE with far too many ‘D‘s!!!!!!! AND I saved it as a JPG not as The Gimp's own format, so I can't easily change it without starting from scratch and I'm off out to the gym in a moment coz the kids are due home from school, so no time to change it now.
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Helping The New Girl Settle Down - or - Learning to be a Good Psychiatric Case
Anybody who has read much of this blog will know I have always been concerned with how to ensure compliance and submission where the introduction of corporal punishment into a disciplinary regimen is concerned. And anybody who has ever read INSTITUTIONALISED will recognise the inferred technique in play here. To me the story (as often the case) is all in the facial expression.
Yeah! I know! I should have added a downward curve to the wording over the barred gate or door to match its curvature... Perhaps later?.
Yeah! I know! I should have added a downward curve to the wording over the barred gate or door to match its curvature... Perhaps later?.
Just imagine hearing THAT song over and over... er... Who can tell me which song exactly, from the reference above? (Clue: It's hidden in that formula - in a reworded form of course.)
Coming next... A poll - or series of polls - relating to the work of the great Roger Benson and the upcoming compilation of his work and influences, put together by the man himself, the 3D computer artist, Angela Fox, and yours truly... Garth P. Toyntanen!!!.
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Scolding - A Poll! And Female Masturbation Control by Orgasm Denial Through Deliberatly Induced Guilt Anxiety and Psychological Trauma
The sharp-eyed among you may have already spotted the opinion poll I have set up over in the right-hand sidebar (at the top - you can't miss it!). This is sort of a dry run for a series of polls based around the work of Roger Benson and intended to publicise his upcoming new compilation, so please give it a go coz I want to see if it works properly. I'm am also going to try and embed the poll within this page itself - but that may have to wait until Monday because I have to rush out.
Scolding can be one of the most important aspects of the process of instilling strict discipline through the use of corporal punishment. A few well chosen words delivered in the right way can do more damage than the physical sting of the riding crop when it comes to breaking down defiance – especially coming from such an expert in psychological manipulation as this girl’s guardian has had the sense to hire.
Her intention is to leave behind a crushed and shattered husk devoid of the slightest shred of self-esteem. She knows exactly how to reduce her charge to tears without as much as laying a finger on her… But then comes the thrashing, to seal in the lesson! Her rationale goes way beyond the imposition of discipline, aiming to dominate her charge completely, gradually over time taking control of every aspect of her charge’s life. She does this by continuous monitoring and close supervision of every aspect of her charge’s life and by imposing rules and regulations stipulating every waking moment of the girl’s day, from when first she rises, to the strictly enforced afternoon nap, to the girl’s childishly early bedtime dressed in especially adapted ‘tamperproof’ pyjamas designed to keep prying fingers from where a girl’s fingers have no right to go, medicated down into deep dreamless sleep.
Her principles of education are simple: She teaches chastity, shame, dependency, compliance. She encourages her pupil to see herself in a different, harsher light, one in which her flaws show up all the better, one in which she comes to see her ambitions, aspirations and dreams as just that – dreams. She helps her pupil recognise her own limitations, accept that her future is likely to be a more demeaning, menial one than she might have envisaged; not a well-married lady of leisure, as once she might have fondly imagined, or filled by fame and fortune, but a future spent ‘in service’ at the beck and call of others. Where there is self-confidence she discourages it, encouraging instead complacency an acceptance.
Where sexuality is concerned, she stifles it, instills guilt, encouraging feelings of shame and anxiety, to the point at which self-abuse – if it exists, IF she lets it slip by – becomes a futile exercise, physical restraint is no longer required and she can rely on the girl herself to erect her own mental barriers to sexually release, psychological barriers which are far more efficacious and harder to overcome than stiffened mittens or having her wrists restrained at her waist at night. She’s had girls in the past crying in frustration, down on their knees masturbating wildly in front of her, thrashing away madly with their fingers or plunging a vibrator or dildo in and out, all shame, all pride, all self-respect abandoned in the quest for release, as she has watched, smirking knowingly. She has watched the anxiety building in a girl’s eyes as culmination approached, nearer and nearer, anxiety building, fear of failure, of yet another ruined orgasm, building, until at last, at the VERY last minute, excitement abating, the girl has thrown herself across the floor sobbing, wrapping her arms around her ankles, literally begging her for help – she has used it to put at least one girl in the asylum, quite deliberately!
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A Poll From The Spanking and Discipline Artist, Roger Benson
To celebrate Roger Benson's upcoming new book (which both I and Angela Fox having been helping on) and help with finalising the content and so on the man himself is putting out a series of polls. His style of writing and written subject matter / take on things is obviously very different from my own, tending to the whimsical at times (I hope he does not mind me saying that) but in sentiment we are not so far apart - even if I WOULD tend to put a darker interpretation on his imagery. But that is the great thing about his work; so much of it can be interpreted in many different ways; which is why I have always been such a fan! Enjoy!
PS: I have not put the poll over in the sidebar this time, rather it can be found a little lower down this page, benieath the illustration and opening gambit / scene setting. I'm not sure how well that is going to work or whether you folk will automatically head for the sidebar, but let's see how it goes! If this works and we get a good response, so much the better, because sidebar space is a limited commodity - and I've got a whole logjam backlog of useful links to put in over there.
PS: I have not put the poll over in the sidebar this time, rather it can be found a little lower down this page, benieath the illustration and opening gambit / scene setting. I'm not sure how well that is going to work or whether you folk will automatically head for the sidebar, but let's see how it goes! If this works and we get a good response, so much the better, because sidebar space is a limited commodity - and I've got a whole logjam backlog of useful links to put in over there.
The girls'"Demerit Books" decree that the two hapless misses will be made to undergo a Saturday afternoon punishment session. Aunty Edna, dressed to go downtown shopping, is with her friend -- the imperious Helen Steel.
The frightened and apprehensive girls are marched to a spare bedroom in Aunty Edna's large and imposing home. Here, they are ordered to strip to their pink bra and panty sets, snug, off-white girdles, and tautly-suspendered and ultra-sheer tan hued nylon stockings. Lorna wears tight fitting, glossy black, patent leather pumps with 4 and 1/4 spike heels. Patsy's pumps are glossy white patent leather.
Each girl has her wrists snugly tied behind her back and both are gagged with white adhesive tape. The girls are then pushed down on the bed and their shapely, nyloned ankles crossed and bound. Both emit poignant "Mmmmmmfffffggghhhhhh" sounds as this is being done.
Aunty Edna and Helen Steel smile down on the girls, wish them a "restful time", and depart (announcing that they will be back in "a little over 3 hours").
WHAT DO LORNA AND PATSY DO?
Option 1
They lie passively on the bed, tearfully repenting being naughty girls.
Option 2
They exchange chaste "gag kisses".
Option 3
Patsy wriggles around until her back in facing Lorna's front. She reaches back with her
soft fingers and begins to play with Lorna's most intimate anatomy. Soon both girls are
writhing in unison and perspiring slightly. Lorna emits gag-stifled moans of ecstasy as
a violent orgasm consumes her. The two succulently shapely, naughty teeners spend the
next two hours giving each other orgasms until, finally sated, they lie with their bodies pressed
tightly together and gag-kissing.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! & Another Couple of Roger Benson Polls To Take Part In
Yep! It's my birthday! And for some unknown reason I am up and have been working since the unheard of - and undoubtedly unhealthy - hour of 6AM - ridiculous!!! I'm of out to the gym next... But then I'm drinking!!! Hooray!!!
If anyone wants to join me - and all are welcome - I'll be somewhere in North London; most likely the Wetherspoons branch in New Barnet (The Railway) and / or The Tolegate, the Whetherspoons branch in Turnpike Lane (coz they're cheap - and they serve good quality real ale!) but what I'll do is I'll comment on this post from time to time with an update as to where I'm at (I'm taking my Internet-savvy smart phone) so check back here and view the comments if you want to meet up. Or you can always email me of course. I'm easily spotted in almost any background or situation (unless a heavy metal convention or reunion of old hippies) and rarely bit unless particularly hungry.
Right, down to business. Roger Benson wants me to set another couple of polls, relating to his illustration presented in the last post (see lower down or scroll down). One relates to one of the features of his work I personally find the most interesting, namely the fifties / early sixties styling and fashion and more specifically girdles and so on - and nothing frames a nicely rounded bottom during a good spanking like a set of suspenders and stocking tops!
in the situation depicted which girl would you rather be
Should their aunt invest in two red rubber ball gags from Silence is Golden Co. Ltd
Do the strongly elasticized bottom bands on their girdles look uncomfortable
Should Poor Old Toyntanen (58) Get Stupidly Pissed / Stoned Today
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Another Roger Benson Poll - Words And Pic By Roger Benson
In his introductory comments to the July 1957 issue of PICTURE POST, Editor-in-Chief Nigel Pennyworth announced that the edition would include an opinion poll on the "burning" question -- should teenage girls be caned?
The introduction to the poll explained that "Miss Nineteen", a copy typist living with her discipline-minded Aunty in Croydon Surrey, was subject to certain strict "house rules and regulations", including one authorized date a week (Saturday night) and a strict curfew of 11:30PM.
Unfortunately for "Miss Nineteen", the naughty girl lost all track of time as her boyfriend tongue kissed and cuddled her in his Ford Zodiac autocar. When "Miss Nineteen" (a.k.a. "Miss Curfew Breaker") arrived home 20 minutes late, her visibly displeased Aunty informed the now repentant girl that she would be given a strict disciplinary caning the
next day at precisely 2PM.
"Miss Nineteen" put on only the tops of her Baby Doll pyjamas and got into bed. The repentant and frightened girl's soft hands cupped her girlishly plump, ripely curvaceous bare buttocks as she apprehensively fretted over what was going to happen to her and fervently wished she had not broken her strict curfew!
On Sunday, the naughty girl was made to stand in the Punishment Corner for one hour before her 2PMdate with the much feared, fiendishly supple Punishment Cane her Aunty had procured some years earlier from Mr. Eric Wildman, President of The Corpun Society. As you can see from the cover picture, the girl was wearing a form fitting sweater, a tight skirt, tautly-suspendered, ultra-sheer, tan-hued nylon stockings, and glossy white patent leather pumps with 4 and 1/4" spike heels.
At precisely 2PM, Aunty arrived, gripped "Miss Nineteen" by an elbow and marched the now tearful girl to The Punishment Room. Aunty gave the sobbing girl's snugly skirted bottom a few "encouraging" hand smacks to speed her up. "Miss Nineteen" could take only mincing little steps thanks to her tight skirt and high spike heels! Once in The Punishment Room, "Miss Nineteen" was ordered to removed her skirt and little pink nylon knickers. Her Aunty then swished the cane through the air to practice her stroke. The hissing sound made by the dreadful Punishment Cane made an icy shiver convulse "Miss Nineteen's" shapely spine!
In this situation, who would you most like to be?
Would Miss Nineteen squirm uncomfortably on her hard copy typist's chair on Monday morning?
Should Aunty consider giving Miss Nineteen a disciplinary enema after her caning?
Would Miss Nineteen's sobs, shrieks, please, and promises to be a good girl cause her Aunty to be m
Should Miss Nineteen be lectured on the sin of curfew breaking during her caning?
How many cane strokes should Miss Nineteen receive on her succulent bare behind?
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A Second, Follow-up, Miss Copy Typist Poll From Roger Benson
The Miss Copy Typist poll has been generating some interesting responses and so here are some poll questions which have been suggested by Roger Benson referring to Miss Copy Typist – see the illustration in the previous post (below).
All polls are now open!
POLL QUESTIONS
After receiving her nine stroke caning, a sobbing and sorrowful Miss Nineteen was made to stand in the corner with her hands, fingers laced, behind her neck. How long should she be made to stand in the corner?
Poll 1
After her corner time, Miss Nineteen should be marched to her room by her strict Auntie. Here, she would be required to remove her off-white, elastic suspender belt and replace it with a powerfully elasticized off-white, open bottomed girdle and hook her nylon stockings up. Auntie deliberately required the girl to buy the girdle (with her own money) one size too small. Therefore it is distressingly tight and compresses Miss Nineteen's well caned bottom most uncomfortably. How long should the girl be required to wear the girdle?
Poll 2
As lesson in discipline, should a thoroughly humiliated and repentant Miss Nineteen not
be permitted to wear a skirt for the rest of the day?
Poll 3
When she was finally allowed to retreat to her room and lie face down on her bed, what would Miss Nineteen do?
Poll 4
Option 1 She would enjoy a good cry.
Option 2 She would reach back with her soft hands and cup her tightly girdled, well caned buttocks.
Option 3 Her impressionable teenage mind would drift to her naughty boyfriend and she would begin to play with herself.
Research has shown that the corporal punishment of the girlishly plump, ripely curvaceous bare buttocks of teenage girls can cause the girls to become sexually aroused. So that they do not have the opportunity to console themselves with illicit manual manipulation, would be it be prudent for the Responsible Adult Guardian to tie the girl's wrists behind her back when she is unsupervised in her room?
Poll 5
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Under Private Secure Domestic Psychiatric Care - Enforced Weight-Gain
NOTE: SCROLL DOWN FOR NEW ROGER BENSON POLLS! VOTING
STILL POSSIBLE!
STILL POSSIBLE!
"Right! You have two minutes to finish-up that high-calorie weight-gain meal, young lady - then it's the cane!
Yes, private secure domestic psychiatric care: enforced weight-gain – an interesting concept!
I saw this picture - and this is what popped into my mind, partly because there has been so much interest in the forced weight control thing I wrote a while back (sorry I've not answered all your comments. I will, given time - that was what I was going to do today, but then this popped up and I got side-tracked.)
Actually in a way it's an extension of a concept that I have been toying with for some time and have even broached to some extent in some of my books - including a couple unfinished and yet to be published. The concept of the governess whose control slowly extends and becomes more and more restrictive until she comes to dominate her charge's life to such an extent that the régime comes to resemble something more akin to psychiatric care than disciplinary training.
I imagine the woman perhaps coming to habitably wear a nurse’s dress and apron and insisting her charge wear pyjamas for longer and longer periods of the day while restricting her charge to smaller and smaller regions around the home and more and more treating her like a mental defective, all the time working on getting her charge to become ever more psychologically dependent on her by various means. Perhaps at early stage she might allow the girl into the garden, a quilted housecoat worn over her pyjamas, as long as she submits to holding her by the hand, before at a later stage demanding the girl submit to being pushed in a wheelchair if she is to earn that particular privalige, then restricting her to the upper floors of the house – and so on and so on...
Charlotte had returned home from her first semester in college to find a woman in a nursing uniform dress waiting for her, bars on her old bedroom’s window and it, and the small group of rooms around it, furnished like a small hospital department. The disciplining had started immediately, without her given pause for breath – off with her clothes, on with hospital-style pyjamas; and three nights without sleep, until she submitted to bending for the cane… It's three months on - and there's still a little fight left in the girl. Imagine the 'conversation'
"You have two more minutes to finish your high calorie weight-gain intervention meal, young lady, then it's the cane - one stroke for each two grams left! No, you can stop that right there – you KNOW my rules; you are to speak only when spoken to; and even then, unless you’re asked something specific, I only want to hear ‘yes, nurse’, ‘no, nurse’ and ‘thank you, nurse’. You’ve just earned yourself two strokes of the cane across your bare bottom – AND your toilet privileges are revoked; you’re going straight back to close-supervised restricted bedpan use and toileting discipline. I want no protestations, no arguments. Yes I know you were normal weight – slightly above, actually – and there’s plenty of flesh around that big fat bottom and those pendulous breasts DO look as if they are trying to escape from your pyjama jacket, but your guardian wants to see you put on more weight. And she’s paying my wages… so…
Oh my! Look at that! Time’s up! And there looks to be a fair bit in that bowl. Right! Out of bed – and go stand on the scales facing the mirror, hands on head, while I fetch my cane… and weigh the remnants! Then you can drop you pyjama bottoms and touch your toes, right under the camera up there in the corner – your guardian LOVES watching your bottom bounce – oh, and don’t forget those extra two strokes for talking! You know… I think there’s STILL too much ‘sparkle’ about you. I wonder if it isn’t time we increased your sedation – yes, I think I will! And after your chastisement we’ll pop you back in bed - and you can have a nice long nap under heavy sedation until your next meal.
What was that? A prisoner – in your own home? Don’t be silly! For one thing, it’s not YOUR home any more – it’s your legal guardian’s. For another, I know there are bars on the windows and I’ve had them whitewashed so you can’t see out – but that’s all for your own protection. I suppose your striped pyjamas DO look a little like a prison uniform, but I’m not a guard, I’m here to care for you. I am a psychiatric nurse – and I was hired to keep you under private psychiatric care, until you come of age. And that’s YEARS off yet! Oh 18 has come and gone, I know, but we’ve opted to accept 21. Don’t you remember signing the papers? It wasn’t that long ago. Well you’ve got nearly another 3 years in my care to look forward to – and as far as I’m concerned you’re mentally incompetent, just like it says embroidered on the breast pocket of your pyjamas, and I’ll tailor my care accordingly…
AND you’ve just earned yourself ANOTHER extra two strokes of the cane AND a thorough mouth-soaping for talking again"
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Control and / or Curtailment of Female Masturbation - A Poll and a Chance to Add YOUR Ideas!
Those of you who know my work will recognise that discipline and control are central themes and that the control and manipulation of sexuality have been touched upon as themes several times in the past. Well now's your chance to influence one of the new pieces I am working on by way of a series of polls, At the moment the polls themselves are over in the right hand sidebar while the explanations to the asterisk marked response options and so on are set out below in the central text, but tomorrow I shall move them over here in the main text area (I'm too tired at the moment - my Internet connection / phone line has been down and only just come back on - so I'm keen to get something going again - but on the other hand it's 01:30 in the morning; and I'm knackered!).
The next poll will.another one of Roger Benson's, to help with last minuet changes and fine tuning to his book - just as this one is to help me finalise certain sections of one of my new publications (but also to aid plot development) - and should appear here later tomorrow (Tuesday) or early Wednesday at the latest; so keep your eyes open. Ta!
* I would differentiate between ‘supervised control’ and ‘supervision’. By ‘supervised control’ I allude to a situation in which the young lady is not only under close supervision but may also have to observe certain stipulations such as to move her fingers to a certain rhythm or at a certain rate, follow a certain pattern or perhaps be ready to cease and abstain on command prior to culmination and likely under the detailed scrutiny of a person close at hand and able to intervene should non-compliance be encountered.
** The term ‘ad libitum’ merely means ‘as much or as often as she likes, without outside interference.
*** By ‘observable’ in this context I mean that (as above) she is allowed to masturbate as much or as often as she pleases but that perhaps her door is always left open or perhaps there are surveillance cameras present which may or may not be recording every moment. Even a bell attached to her bed and mattress or a baby monitor installed in her room may come under this category in enforcing the need for absolute quiet and / or stillness if her private fumblings are not to be brought to the attention of all and sundry.
**** The term ‘encouraged’ might mean what it says, simple words of encouragement from a close confident or perhaps a councillor of some kind if within an institutional setting. Alternatively the term might allude to more insidious methods, such as ensuring within her quarters or living space the opportunities for mental stimulation are kept to an absolute minimum – no books, magazines, television or radio and with social contact minimal or nonexistent, that sort of thing, or if literature is allowed to be present there is a high degree of erotic content (which may be subtle / ‘romantic’).
The latter may be any safe, quiet, private (apparently), comfortable and undisturbed– yet mind-numbingly boring – space or environment wherein masturbation becomes the only outlet and stimulation for the senses. Even a situation wherein a girl is made to live under an oppressive disciplinary régime under which her every waking moment is subject to restrictions, stipulations and petty rules may qualify for this category if extreme enough and if she is then given sufficient privacy and freedom at night. And there is no reason all or any of this might not be combined and reinforced by a few reassuring words given by the right party or visits to a councillor and so on.
* I.e. would your answer depend on whether the institution was penal, educational or clinical / psychiatric, whether it is a legitimately sanctioned establishment such as a government reform school, what we might call a 'semi- legitimate institution' such as a charity run home for the protection of young women in moral peril (of the church 'industrial school' model) where high walls and barred gates vouchsafe and encourage the development of all manner exploitative behaviours, or somewhere totally illegitimate and unsanctioned such as a small private - and extremely secure - 'care home' where an errant wife, or intractable stepdaughter or legal ward might so easily find herself 'put away' no questions asked in return for a regular monthly 'donation'?
* I.e. her hand or hands begin to involuntary stray under inappropriate conditions such as when seated in front of the councillor, at her desk or in front of witnesses.
** Uncontrollable in terms of her self-control – she now masturbates furiously in front of all and sundry, given the opportunity – obviously the behaviour (as always) is still eminently controllable by using physical means to enforce abstinence.
* This can mean switching to bedpan use (initially private, then supervised if refusal continues) if ordinarily allowed to use the toilet or to nappy (diaper) use if the bedpan is her usual method. This would always be an incremental behaviour modification intervention method whatever the start point. By this I mean that if usually she is allowed privacy for toilet use, for instance, that privacy would be curtailed in the first instance - perhaps through the bathroom or stall door being kept open or removed – then, if refusal continued, close supervision on the toilet would be introduced, then bedpan use in private, then bedpan use under close supervision, then bedpan use under close supervision but positioned in front of a mirror - and so on - at first being allowed to wipe her own bottom, then having to submit to having it wiped for her or to go without cleaning.
Actually, it would be interesting to see what level of degradation our quiet, bookish, modest and shy young thing would need to be brought down to before she would submit to masturbating herself under close supervision, not to mention the effect this final surrender would likely have on her delicate psyche and fragile self-esteem.
** May be used in isolation or in conjunction with the above punitive intervention, but ALWAYS including a strong humiliation component to the proceedings
*** (see the INSTITUTIONALISED series – can’t remember which volume; sorry! And also my book: VICTORIAN GOVERNANCE IN THE AGE OF FREEDOM)
* By physical methodology I refer to anything that in effect mechanically removes temptation, from mittens on hands and restraints at bedtimes to chastity belts and similar devices. Obviously the surgical removal of the clitoris is an abhorrent process but a similar – but reversible – effect can be had by surgically embedding the offending bud in a tiny vanadium or platinum wire cage sutured into place with tiny wire loops, and I include such devices in this category.
** By psychological methodology I mean techniques ranging from simple verbal shaming to the deliberate induction of what I would term ‘pre-orgasmic’ or ‘pre-culmination’ anxiety via aversion therapy, negative reinforcement and every station in-between.
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And Now... A Roger Benson Poll!
NOTE: MY OWN POLL ON THE CONTROL OF FEMALE MASTURBATION REMAINS OPEN - PLEASE SCROLL DOWN TO VOTE IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY
A MESSAGE FROM MISS HENRIETTE MURCHISON, NATIONAL PRESIDENT, THE LADIES LEAGUE FOR JUSTICE
In Mr. Benson’s most interesting poll on Miss Nineteen (also known as Miss Copy Typist), I was pleased to note that a majority of respondents (fully 51%) to the poll said that they would prefer to be Miss Nineteen in the situation described.
This confirms without doubt that there is a significant number of pretty, shapely teener girls who have been naughty and rightly feel guilty about their misbehavior.
Clearly, there is an urgent need to “get to the bottom of things” and I recommend most strongly that these miscreant misses be taken in hand by Responsible Adult Authorities and that proper measures be taken to obtain full confessions of wrongdoing and that the girls be sentenced to appropriate corporal punishment.
I would recommend the same treatment as Miss Nineteen received – specifically, 9 strokes on each culprit’s girlishly plumps, ripely curvaceous bare buttocks administered with one of the delightfully supple and stinging punishment canes supplied by Mr. Eric Wildman, President of the Corpun Society in Merrie England.
Although the tearful and repentant girls would have throbbing and burning bottoms, their impressionable teenage minds would be relieved of the burden of guilt caused by their naughty misbehavior.
To paraphrase The Immortal Bard, all’s well that ends well, especially if that end is the girlishly plump, succulently shapely, and prettily striped end of a naughty teener girl!
Miss Henriette Murchison
National President of the Ladies Leagues for Justice
Indianapolis
Do you agree with Miss Murcihson’s sentiments?
Do you think Miss M might find time to cane one of the naughty girls?
HOW DO YOU THINK ONE OF THESE PRETTY, SHAPELY TEENER GIRLS WOULD FEEL WHEN CAUGHT AND SENTENCED TO CORPORAL PUNISHMENT ON HER RIPELY CURVACEOUS BARE BUTTOCKS?
What do you think?
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Kathy Anne Feels the Back of the Hairbrush - A Roger Benson Poll...
...written, formulated and produced by the man himself(with a little judicious editing by yours truly).
This is one of my favourite images of his (though not my MOST favourite - THAT honour goes to an illustration that lacks overt evidence of corporal punishment entirely. Anyone guess which one that might be? Come on; they're all out there on the 'net, it just needs a little detective work. Why not send in a link as a comment, and we'll see who out there knows me best!
Incidentally, for some weird reason - which I can't put my finger on (perhaps it has something to do with the era depicted?) I much prefer this in the original monochrome. Anyone out there feel the same way? I know what I'll do - I'll tack on a question of my own, right at the end, and you can let me know.
Finally: I have to say I've been delighted at the response to my female masturbation poll, but somewhat surprised at the preferences voiced thus far - of which more next time.
NOTE: MR BENSON'S PREVIOUS POLL AND MY EARLIER EFFORT ON THE CONTROL OF FEMALE MASTURBATION ARE BOTH STILL OPEN - PLEASE SCROLL DOWN AND VOTE IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY
When Mrs. Goodchild became President of the Pleasantwon Bridge Club -- in addition to already being President of the Ladies Aid Society -- she knew she would have to create some time saving strategies to cope with her busy schedule!
One of these was requiring her pretty, shapely curvaceous 18 year old daughter, Kathy Ann, to report for her spankings with her buttocks already bared for discipline!
Naturally, at her grown up age, poor Kathy Ann found this considerably embarrassing - but not, as far as Mrs. Goodchild was concerned; to Mrs Goodchild that was simply part of the punishment!
In the picture we can see a tearful Kathy Ann, bare from the waist down except for her off white garter belt, sheer nylon stockings, and tight fitting, glossy white patent leather spike-heeled pumps, retreating to her room -- taking those tiny, "owww, I can barely walk" steps a freshly spanked girl in high spike heels always takes!
Kathy Ann's misbehaviour was forgetting to run an important errand for her Mother and for this she has just spent a most uncomfortable 15 minutes over Mother's knee being lectured while Mr. Hairbrush made his disciplinary point on Kathy Ann's girlishly plump, ripely curvaceous, prettily reddening bare buttocks! Despite her darling daughter's sobs, shrieks, pleas, and promises, Mrs. Goodchild administered the strict hairbrushing she had determined was necessary. A Diligent Disciplinarian indeed!
One of these was requiring her pretty, shapely curvaceous 18 year old daughter, Kathy Ann, to report for her spankings with her buttocks already bared for discipline!
Naturally, at her grown up age, poor Kathy Ann found this considerably embarrassing - but not, as far as Mrs. Goodchild was concerned; to Mrs Goodchild that was simply part of the punishment!
In the picture we can see a tearful Kathy Ann, bare from the waist down except for her off white garter belt, sheer nylon stockings, and tight fitting, glossy white patent leather spike-heeled pumps, retreating to her room -- taking those tiny, "owww, I can barely walk" steps a freshly spanked girl in high spike heels always takes!
Kathy Ann's misbehaviour was forgetting to run an important errand for her Mother and for this she has just spent a most uncomfortable 15 minutes over Mother's knee being lectured while Mr. Hairbrush made his disciplinary point on Kathy Ann's girlishly plump, ripely curvaceous, prettily reddening bare buttocks! Despite her darling daughter's sobs, shrieks, pleas, and promises, Mrs. Goodchild administered the strict hairbrushing she had determined was necessary. A Diligent Disciplinarian indeed!
QUESTIONS
How many hairbrush smacks should Kathy receive?
Does Mrs. Goodchild sometimes give her darling daughter a disciplinary enema after a spanking?
In a situation like this, who would you most like to be?
Question 4.
Why does Kathy Ann wear ultra-sheer, tautly-suspendered nylon and tight fitting, glossy patent leather pumps with 4 and 1/4 inch spike heels?
Question (4)
Option 1Because all the pretty, shapely girls do.
Option 2
Option 2
Because she knows they make her full but shapely legs look even more luscious and that the spike-heeled pumps cause her girlishly plump, ripely curvaceous, tightly-skirted bottom to jiggle and sway with each step, attracting the lascivious looks of male personages.
Option 3
Because she wants to excite and inflame her handsome and muscular boyfriend, Lance Thicker, so on Date Night he will slurpingly tongue kiss her and feel her up as a prelude to the good, hard seeing to the naughty girl so greatly desires.
Question 5.
When you look at Kathy Ann's girlishly plump, succulently shapely bare bottom, do you think she deserves a nice, strict disciplinary sentence at the Greystone Reformatory for Naughty Girls where she will be of the "receiving end" (heh heh) of many corporal punishment sessions?
Question (5)
Question 6
If you think that Kathy Ann SHOULD be sentenced to the Greystone Reformatory For Naughty Girls, do you think she should -- in addition to corporal punishment -- be made to undergo other bizarre and exotic punishment ordeals such as the gravel topped stool, the slowly dissolving menthol suppository in her bum (with a hard rubber retention plug to prevent its expulsion), or the full-cut but skin tight white cotton panties impregnated with hot mustard.Question (6)
Question 7
When you look at Kathy Ann's girlishly plump, ripe, curvaceous bare bottom, which of the following would be your strongest preference?
Question (7)
Option 1
Get the Vaseline out and give her a nice, long, hard bumming tied over the back of a sturdy chair.
Option 2
Give her lower right buttock a pinch that would really make her squeal and jump.
Option 3
Kneel down behind her and lick and kiss her smooth, pale, ripe, curvaceous buttocks all over.
Get the Vaseline out and give her a nice, long, hard bumming tied over the back of a sturdy chair.
Option 2
Give her lower right buttock a pinch that would really make her squeal and jump.
Option 3
Kneel down behind her and lick and kiss her smooth, pale, ripe, curvaceous buttocks all over.
GARTH'S OWN ADDITIONAL QUESTION
Do you prefer this image in colour or monochrome (B & W)
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An Entertaining Punishment - And a mouth-Soaping Poll
PLEASE NOTE: THE LAST ROGER BENSON POLL IS TILL OPEN - SCROLL DOWN TO VOTE
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You would not BELIEVE the amount of time I’ve waisted concocting this thing today, just trying to get that bloody cane to look better. Talk about obsessive - compulsive syndrome. Why? Who knows? I was supposed to be working on finishing off my new book but thought this would just take 20 - 30 minutes or so! I should have known better! AND it still isn’t right! But the other thing to try to get right was that belt – I don’t know why, but I seem to have developed a ‘thing’ about those elasticated crepe nurse’s belts.
The subject is something that has been close to my heart since first reading it being discussed in the Reader’s Letters pages of Janus magazine back in the 1980s and also in the novels of Victor Bruno. That subject is the concept of punishment handed out purely for the benefit and enjoyment of a third party, especially while that person looks on, a smug, satisfied smile on his or her face. It has a lot in common with the concept of blameless incarceration, discipline and punishment I have written about before but is subject to strict limitations as far as I am concerned and is entirely divorced from the sort of hard-core suffering depicted in horror / gore movies and so on, such as in the Saw franchise, which just leaves me cold. But the concept of some pretty, well developed nubile young thing having her bottom tanned with a thin, pliant length of rattan or pliable whippy folded leather belt just because someone finds it exciting is… well…exciting. Don’t you think?
I’ll be discussing the results from the poll I set a while ago regarding the control of female masturbation next time, when I return from the little trip I’m going on (see below).
By the way, I’m setting out to cycle from London to Clacton (Essex) on the East Coast in a few minutes - a good test for my new knee joint (well, it’s over a year old now – so NOT so new). Check the comments section of this post for updates on my progress, coz I can update that easily from my phone. I’ll be taking my laptop and hopefully doing more towards finishing one of the three books I’m working on, taking into account the results of the masturbation poll I set in one particular case.
Needless to say; if you are in the Clacton area and fancy a pint let me know - either as a comment here or via email - and I can be in the Clacton Wetherspoons opposite the pier later today or tomorrow afternoon, all being well.
And talking about the new books, I want to ask a question, or rather I want to appeal for a little help, for inspirational purposes. Perusing the Internet I have come across many images of mouth soaping, but never in an institutional context, always home / domestic and NEVER in the hands of a uniformed nurse or governess. So does anyone out there have in their collection such an image, photo or artwork? I have considered creating such an image but it is proving difficult to bring together the various elements in a convincing, realistic way. Perhaps I should ask if anybody is actually that interested in mouth soaping - after all, I need to know it is worth writing about; and my last big poll has already informed me that the sort of psychological punishment I often glory in is not that popular... Hmmm... So here's a poll!
Do you find mouth soaping an exciting topic / plot element
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Female Masturbation Aversion Therapy - A Result of a Poll Result
This one came about as a direct result of the two polls I recently carried out here – the one on the control of female masturbation and the one regarding mouth-soaping - and sort of represents an amalgamation of the two outcomes within one image. It also represents my frustration in never being able to find a mouth-soaping image featuring any kind of institutional background or nurse or governess figure.
The lower (right) image is the nurse’s name tag or badge I created for it and hopefully the lettering looks as if stamped into the metal (I DO try!)
Miss Swanley is of course a character from one of my books / novels - ON BECOMING SUBJECT TO MISS SWANLEY’S METHODS (click to see on LULU, if you haven't already) -my first and only foray into fem dom (although a girl is involved too) which involves amongst other themes the deliberate twisting of a young man’s sexuality and blackmail.
For example it is common for penalty strokes to be awarded for braking position or even crying out, and a further stipulation might be that a bar of soap be retained in the mouth throughout. It could be examined after and extra punishment awarded if impressions of the teeth can be seen for example.
An interesting twist on this latter theme might be the girl who, refusing to buckle to the imposition of strict discipline enforced by corporal punishment, has had to go without meals or has been kept on a highly restrictive diet for some considerable time in order to break her initial resistance to submitting to the cane (which of course will then be used to further break her to other forms of discipline and control, such as being put in a uniform and / or placed in domestic service and so on).
In terms of the control of female masturbation, I was not at all surprised to see so many coming out on the side of enforced absolute abstinence – and the use of the cane is ALWAYS expected - but what DID surprise me was the overwhelming interest in forms of toileting restrictions / toilet training as forms of enforcement and that there was so little interest in psychological methods. The latter is a bit of a disappointment to me as it does interest me to such a large degree. So on the grounds that perhaps it was the concept of PURE psychological intervention and methodology (ie, in total and absolute isolation from other physical methods, such as chastity devices and corporal punishment – which was never what I meant) that put respondents off, I have included such an element in the narrative within the image above. Please let me know what you think.
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APRIL’S PUNISHMENT PARADE - Another New *ROGER BENSON* Poll
APRIL’S ACCIDENTAL MISDEMEANOR AND PUNISHMENT PARADE
NOTE: POLL QUESTIONS FOLLOW ON FROM THE TEXT
It's a pleasant mid-April day in 1959 at Maydith College
The session will take place in two day's time, on an afternoon when Mrs. Barrett's housekeeper is off. The good woman invites two of her closest friends from The Bridge Club - the imperious, ash blonde Mrs. Helen Steel and Mrs. Emily Goodly, a prissy, plump matron.
April is required to wear the same attire she had on during her unsavoury "public display". The tearful girl is required to hold her skirt up around her waist with her hands behind her back, displaying her girlishly plump, succulently shapely, skimpily-pantied bottom, off-white elastic garter belt, ripely-rounded bare upper thighs, and tautly-suspendered stocking tops.
April is then required to make twenty tearful tours of the large, luxuriously-appointed living room, holding her full but shapely stockinged legs tightly together and taking very small steps - one pump directly in front of the other - as if she were walking a chalk line! Each time she passes her Mother, she must pause, head bowed in contrition and sobbingly stammer out her grovelling apology for careless skirt control and beg for appropriate punishment. April's enforced mode of locomotion and her glossy, tight fitting pumps with 4 and 1/4" spike heels emphasized the jouncy mobility of her ripely rounded, skimpily pantied, superb behind, much to the silent pleasure of three pairs of eyes that were glued to the unhappy, tearful girl's pitiful predicament!
When the "Punishment Parade" is finally over, Mrs. Barrett seats herself upon a sturdy, armless, wooden chair and takes up a glossy black, oval-shaped, hard-backed wooden hairbrush from a nearby side table. April is then ordered over her Mother's capable knee, her panties taken down, and then made to feel 60 brisk, slowly spaced hairbrush smacks on her ripely curvaceous bare buttocks and succulently rounded backs of her upper thighs where they are bare above her stocking tops. Needless to say, the sobbing, shrieking, pleading, and promising girl also receives a strict lecture on skirt control from her Mother.
When the spanking is finally over, a sobbing April is required to remove her skirt and panties entirely and is then marched by her Mother (her two lady friends following) out to the utility area of the secluded back garden and made to deposit the garments in a trash can. As April's Mother observes, the garments have been "sullied" by unsavoury public exhibition and must therefore be disposed of.
Back in the large, imposing house, Mrs. Barrett announces that she will now take April up to the third floor bathroom -- the specially equipped bathroom where disciplinary enemas are administered!
"May I be of assistance, Grace, dear?" Helen Steel enquires with a cold smile. "Thank you, Helen, dear," Mrs. B. responds pleasantly, "but I believe I can handle this myself. Do enjoy another cup of tea during my absence."
Mrs. Barrett follows her tearful teener up the two sets of stairs leading to the third floor
bathroom, her eyes glued to April's shifting, jiggling, and prettily-reddened ripe curvaceous buttocks and upper thighs.
One in the bathroom, April is ordered to lie face down on the sheet covered, hard white metal table. April obeys at once, crossing her shapely, stockinged ankles instinctively like a well brought up, demure girl should.
Mrs. Barrett then produced a plump-bulbed rectal thermometer, lubricates it with Vaseline, and inserts it in April's ultra-sensitive bum hole channel. The girl emits a tear choked little gasp. April's tear-wet cheeks burn scarlet with the humiliation of a big 19 year old in nylons and heels having her temperature taken like a small child. Mrs. Barrett leaves the thermometer in April for a good five minutes knowing only too well the effect it has on the girl. After it has been removed, April is ordered to spread her legs. While the girl tearfully gasps and squeals, Mrs. Barrett now administers a lengthy rubber gloved Vaseline lubrication of dear April's girlishly tight, ultra-sensitive bum hole channel.
Mrs. Barrett then prepares a pitcher of 30 ounces of lukewarm water well charged with Ivory Snow soap flakes. The good woman then takes her funnel to which is attached a length of red rubber enema tubing, the end of which is rounded, hardened rubber. Then, slow half inch by slow half inch she inserts 6" of tube in her darling daughter's succulent, well-smacked bottom. April tearfully whimpers and gasps throughout the process. For her it is as if some horrid snake were exploring her most intimate anatomy. Insertion complete, April is ordered to once again cross her ankles "like a properly brought up young lady".
After she has cleaned and removed her red rubber glove, Mrs. Barrett picks up the funnel with her left hand, the pitcher with her right, and very slowly begins to pour the milky solution into her darling daughter. Poor April's succulent buttocks spasm involuntarily as this is being done to her. Needless to say, Mrs. Barrett pauses periodically during the procedure to lecture her daughter on the importance of skirt control! It takes over 7 minutes to fully administer the enema.
When the pitcher is empty, Mrs. Barrett removes the tube quickly and replaces it with the well Vaseline-lubricated, hard rubber retention plug. April emits a poignant squeal of anguish as the awful plug is thrust into her. Mrs. Barrett now pats April gently on her well-smacked, well-filled bottom and says, "Lie quietly, dear, and let the solution do it's good work inside you. I shall return in 30 minutes."
Thirty minutes later, having fortified herself with tea and pleasant chat with her lady friends, Mrs Barrett return to the 3rd floor bathroom. She helps April down from the table, escorts the girl over to the toilet, bends her over slightly, a pulls the retention plug out, eliciting another anguished squeal from poor April. Seated on the toilet, April tightly squeezes her plump little bum hole with irrational shame. The pressure becomes unbearable, unstoppable! A humiliating surge of sudsy, stool-laden water is deposited in the toilet bowl. The finishing touches include Mrs. Barrett wiping her darling daughter clean like a small child, inserting a cotton wool plug in April's bottom and, finally,
requiring the girl to don a pair of full-cut but skin fitting, shiny black rubber panties.
April is then taken downstairs and made to parade around the room 7 times to "model" her "post enema costume"! Helen Steel offers amusing comments such as "How chic! Her panties match her pumps!" Parade concluded, April is made to sit on the hard, armless wooden chair used in her hair brushing, cross her legs like she would "at a Sorority Tea" and, still choking back tears, politely and deferentially answer the many questions Helen Steel and Emily Goodly have for her!
Q1 What was the worst part of the punishment ordeal for dear April?
Q2 What was the second worst part of the punishment ordeal for dear April?
Q3 What was the third worst part of the punishment ordeal for dear April?
Q4 In a situation like this, who would you most like to be?
Q5 After an experience like this, do you think April would start wearing tight skirts ending 2" below her lovely rounded, nyloned knees?
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Q6 Should April be required to write an abject letter of apology to Professor Pecksniff and tell him she was strictly punished for making such a disgraceful display of herself?
Q6
Q7 When April's successful businessman father, Henry Barrett, returns home at 6PM , should April be required to join her Mother and Father without the benefit of a skirt as an object lesson in discipline?
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Q8 Do you think Professor Pecksniff became sexually aroused at the sight to poor April's dire dilemma and later "relieved himself"?
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Q9 Would there be merit in Mrs. Barrett, after completion of the enema, tying her delectable daughter's wrists behind her back, tying the girl's ankles, and blindfolding her so she could really concentrate of the effects of the enema solution working inside her?
Q9
Q10 If you had witnessed April's "Punishment Parade Performance", would you have been tempted to say to yourself, "Any teener girl who wiggles her big, naughty bottom like that deserves everything she gets and more!"
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ADORABLE APRIL’S ANGUISH: CAUGHT AND PUNISHED!! ( Another Roger Benson Poll!)
POLL NOW OPEN --- FOLLOWS ON FROM STORY OUTLINE. SCROLL DOWN TO VOTE
It’s a warm June 1959 Saturday night in Pleasantown and April Barrett, 18, is out on an authorized date with her boyfriend, Andy Hardon, the only child of J. Philpot Hardon (and his wife Agnes), the wealthy and socially prominent Chief Executive of Hardon Industries, headquartered in CenterCity. The ardent young couple were enjoying each other in the back seat of Andy’s car at Lover’s Leap when, suddenly – as we can see from the picture –a bright flashlight beam alarms dear April! But more about that shortly.
Andy, 20, is going in for law and business at McDwightUniversity and is destined to ultimatelysucceed his Father as leader of Hardon Industries. April is a shy and submissive girl, whose parents, Henry and Iona, are also wealthy and socially prominent members of Pleasantown society. April is a first year student at exclusive MaydithCollege where the only aptitude she has displayed is an ability to paint very pretty little pictures of wild flowers and other scenery. Her parents plan to use their considerable influence to get her a job illustrating greeting cards for Elite Cards, a well respected company in the Pleasantown area. Then, as soon as Andy has graduated and is established at Hardon Industries, it will be wedding bells for the young couple!!
But back to that flashlight beam! Pleasantown’s Learned Magistrate Horace Meecher, much influenced by the writings of Henrietta Murchison, National President of the Ladies League for Justice, has proclaimed a strict Judicial Order ruling “teener trysting spots” totally “out of bounds”! “They are breeding grounds for the plague of juvenile delinquency that threatens our God fearing society!” sagely observes the wise jurist.
To ensure compliance with his decree, Learned Magistrate Meecher summons Pleasantown’s Chief of Police, Bullard “Bull” Schitz and instructs him to ensure that his blue-coated buckos do regular patrols of such places and summarily arrest any naughty teener girls found inflaming their hapless boyfriends with their lipstick, snug-fitting attire, tautly-suspendered, ultra-sheer nylon stockings, and tight fitting, glossy leather pumps with high spike heels!
And so, Officers O’Lubbery and O’Feelery appear and a suddenly tearful and very frightened April finds herself, wrists handcuffed behind her back, in the back seat of the police cruiser! As for Andy, he is let off with a wink and a conspiratorial smirk since he was only doing what any normal, red-blooded American lad would do in the circumstances!
Half an hour later, April is in the Interrogation Chamber located in the basement of the Pleasantown Police Station. The sobbing, terrified girl is in the charge of two burly policewomen, Bessie Belting and Olga von Straf. Her wrists still handcuffed behind her back, April’s skirt and little panties have been removed leaving her bare below the waist except for her “date night” black elastic garter belt, tautly-suspendered, ultra-sheer, charcoal-hued nylon stockings, and glossy black patent leather pumps with 4 and ¼” spike heels.
April is marched over to a wooden counter at one end of the Interrogation Chamber. On top of the counter there sits a rectangular plastic container, about 18 inches square and filled with water. A sobbing April is positioned before this and her full but shapely legs are promptly secured with black leather buckling straps above her knees and at her ankles.
While April pleads hysterically, Policewoman von Straf grips the girl’s hair firmly and forces her head downward until it is submerged in the water. Policewomen Belting then
applies a supple, stinging leather paddle (about the size of a ping pong bat) to April’s girlishly plump, ripely curvaceous, adorable ass! After the grinning policewomen have thoroughly enjoyed themselves, a blubbering, very red-bottomed April is permitted to sign the confession that has thoughtfully been typed up for her!
April’s parents were then telephoned and told several things: (1) their daughter had been arrested and would be kept in custody; (2) that she had confessed to deliberately disobeying a solemn Judicial Order and had also committed gross indecency; (3) that they should come to the Police Station at 2PM on Sunday to be interviewed by Mr. Eric Slimely – a representative of Magistrate Meecher’s office -- and, finally (4) to bring a change of clothes for April since she would be “up before the Learned Magistrate on Monday morning”.
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April’s distraught parents met with Mr. Eric Slimely on Sunday. In his early thirties, Slimely was short and tubby and had a nasty, twisted smirk. In an unctuous voice (which revealed how greatly he was enjoying the situation), Slimely advised the Barretts that since their daughter had already signed a confession, the outcome was a foregone conclusion. With ill-concealed pleasure, he informed the Barretts that in such situations, Magistrate Meecher’s “typical” sentence was 3 months in a Girls’ Reformatory and corporal punishment. Speaking directly to Henry Barrett, Eric Slimely observed, “The only issue, Mr. Barrett, is whether your naughty, disobedient daughter serves her custodial sentence at the State Reformatory for Delinquent Girls or the exclusive Greystone Reformatory for Naughty Girls where the…ah...tuition fees are $600 per month.”
The idea of his darling daughter having to associate with riff raff at a State Institution filled Henry Barrett with horror and he immediately agreed to pay. (We might point out that $600 a month was a substantial sum in that bygone era).
Licking his fat lips and rubbing his sweaty hands, a smirking Eric Slimely said, “I’ll require the cash, in full, by 8:30AM Monday morning or it will be the State Reformatory for Miss Behavior!”
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It’s a dull June morning in 1959, and a tearful and trembling April stands before Learned Magistrate Horace Meecher as the portly bailiff reads out the girl’s confession in which she admits deliberate disobedience of a strict Judicial Order, that she “inflamed” her boyfriend with her lipstick, tautly-suspendered, ultra-sheer nylon stockings and glossy, tight fitting pumps with high spike heels, and begs most humbly and sincerely to be strictly punished “according to her just desserts”.
When the bailiff was finished speaking, Learned Magistrate Meecher uttered a resounding “Harumph!” and proceeded to pronounce sentence on the hapless, sobbing teenager. “It is the pleasure of this court, missy, to grant your wish. Harumph! I herwith sentence you to a three month custodial sentence at the Greystone Reformatory for Naughty Girls and, within one week of your incarceration at the said Reformatory, you shall receive 50 strokes of the Regulation Correction Strap on your girlishly plump, succulently shapely bare buttocks! This punishment will be repeated one week prior to your release! Take her down!!”
A muscular Matron, holding a pair of bright, cold steel handcuffs approached a sobbing, swaying, near-fainting April. Once the girl’s wrists had been handcuffed behind her back, the Matron gripped the girl by her upper arm and proceeded to march her out of the courtroom. In her tight skirt and high spike-heeled pumps, poor April could manage only mincing little steps. With a curt “Get a move on, girly,” the strict Matron administered a few noisy, stinging handsmacks to April’s ripelymoulded, snugly skirted, and wiggling behind. The many observers in the courtroom tittered and smirked with pleasure!!
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Q1. When you look at the picture of April’s ripely rounded, succulently curvaceous bare bottom in the back seat of Andy Hardon’s autocar, do you find yourself thinking “here is a girl who unquestionably deserves strict discipline!”
Question 1
Q2. How do you think April felt when the powerful flashlight beam proclaimed the disgraceful state of her intimate anatomy?
Question 2
Q3. Shortly after the arrests and (very brief) trials of April and certain other naughty Pleasantown girls in the “Teener Trysting Spots Crackdown!”, Miss Pricilla Priddle – editrix of Permissive Perspectives -- wrote that the girls should have been let off with a scolding. What is your opinion on this?
Question 3
Q4. When April was sentenced by Learned Magistrate Meecher, how do you think she felt?
Q5. In a situation like this, who would you most like to be?
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Punished for the Entertainment of a Third Party?
‘Her future no longer lay in further education – she accepted that now. She wasn’t up to it, psychologically speaking. She’d never been up to it from the perspective of her psychological make-up – nor from the standpoint of her native intelligence, either – she just hadn’t realised it before, hadn’t been able to face up to it, her limitations, had been trapped in… what was it the doctor called it? Denial? Delusion, denial – call it what you will; it was something the doctor had FORCED her to face up to, to come to grips with, and continued to. Delusion and denial were dealt with by a firm hand these days – a firm hand and a wickedly pliant cane or well-oiled leather strap or sometimes a doubled-over leather belt or the thin black plastic belt the doctor wore threaded through the belt loops around the waistband of her skirt. But one thing that truly terrified her, kept her in line if ever she fought back (as occasionally she still did) was that threat of having her ‘put away’. And the woman could DO that, too – it was no idle threat! She could pull strings, not only have her ‘put away’ but placed under the doctor’s own personal supervision too, even have her lobotomised! THAT was always the threat if she refused to bend for the cane or the switch.
She’d come straight from school, straight into this – and she wouldn’t be moving on, there’d be no further progress; she was here for keeps… unless… No, she didn’t want to think about it.’
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Right! Enough of that!Hi again folks!
You may be wondering why you've heard so little from me for a while, other than for the Roger Benson polls and similar I have been pasting up. Well, we had a death in the family - an uncle (I'm fast running out of uncles - actually I've just realised I'm now COMPLETELY out of uncles! I hadn't though about that till now) - and also I have been forced to take on a gym personal trainer course to try to supplement my income from that route once qualified (I have a master's degree in human nutrition and food science, so that's one aspect already in place - and lord knows how many years of gym experience) and the course takes six weeks, so not too long.
I'm still hoping to get the book out in the very near future - or some part of it, if it goes out in multi-part format - before embarking on the gym instructor course though (the book I started around this time - or a bit earlier, last year). I have had to place the book on the back burner several times over the past twelve months or so in order to finish off the Roger Benson art project (and I have to admit to having become sidetracked on more than one occasion by other projects, including a couple of shared projects which are
languishing uncompleted on my hard drives), but I'm switching over now to giving the new book utmost priority, as my need to quickly generate some kind of income, however modest, grows ever more acute. Luckily my birthday didn't cost much, since I got treated to quite a few drinkies by pub friends (which was nice) and the Clacton, Essex coast cycle trip cost very little beyond food and a few coffees and the rail fare back (I was too knackered to face a return trip - and had to hurry back for the other half's birthday) since I was able to stay with the kids and their grand parents - but things have gone REALLY pear-shaped now.
One of the problems I have encountered (beyond my bank, about eighteen months ago, advising me I had more funds available than in fact I had, which I've moaned about before) has been with the publishing site LULU from which income has all but completely dried up. This is a state of affairs which began when they 'improved' the way they categorise book titles and the manner in which their search engine operates. Yes, I changed the categorisation of my books to suit, but to little avail. Looking back over the months on PayPal I can pinpoint almost exactly the point at which these changes took effect. Now, I wasn't exactly making a fortune even then - a little LESS than I would claiming unemployment benefit here in the UK in fact - but the revenue from that source immediately dropped to one third of what it was (it was actually down to ONE FIFTH at one point, before I re-categorised my titles). This has happened several times in the past, and the trick seems to be to withdraw each title and then republish as if new - but what a chore to have to do! And through no fault of my own either! It is all very dispiriting! I just wish they would leave things alone! Trouble is - while I'm fixing LULU (a day it would turn out - I know!) I'm not getting the new book done - and vice versa. And I've left the new book a while now too - probably TOO long - and have lost the plot a bit and need to read through it all to get going again... but I'll try! Trouble is, I'm in a panic!
Anyone else out there experienced similar problems with LULU?
Now I've made myself depressed, too! Oh well, by for now!
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