The golden days of spanking

Of course, Bexhill School wasn't the only place where girls had their bottoms spanked during that glorious 1950's era. From time to time I'll publish accounts of other punishments, generally illustrated by black-and-white photographs (because they are so much nicer than most modern, in-your-face, colour pictures). These will be illustrations I have culled off the internet and which seem to be in the public domain. If I know the source, I'll credit it, but if I inadvertently infringe someone's copyright, please let me know and I'll immediately remove the offending picture and apologise profusely.

Monday, 28 January 2013






My series of school corporal punishment books is now available from Amazon and Blushing Books under the Bexhill titles. 
This is my first venture into erotica, inspired by the feeling (actually, near certainty!) that I can write better than E.L. James ('50 shades....' etc). None of my characters roll their eyes, says "Oh my", or has an inner goddess. My books are erotica for the literate reader. 



What readers say about Tom Simple’s books:

...the series shows great promise and [I] will buy more episodes

One of the very best school spanking stories I have read. Very well written...there is nothing offensive...it is descriptive...easily pictured in the mind...the girls...parents...teachers are all likeable, and there is some delightful unexpected humour, too. Buy with confidence.

Saucy fun which makes your imagination run wild. Good stuff

Punishments are severe and descriptive and meted out by the headmaster, deputy headmistress and the girls themselves.

This is a good series for all who like a story where the cane is used for almost all infractions and other implements are used once in awhile as well. Good job.







The hallmark of the Bexhill School for Girls, in the late 1950s, was its insistence on the merits of proper discipline.
Debbie is a rebellious, spoiled brat, despite her parents’ best efforts with brush and strap: just the sort of girl who will benefit from Bexhill’s philosophy. She is an unwilling new pupil.
Catharine, on the other hand, is eager to start at Bexhill because her sister, Jane, had been there and enjoyed it. She is not put off by hearing her sister’s graphic account of the school’s disciplinary regime.
And, far away on a Mediterranean island, two French girls get carried away (at the cost of a meeting with the teacher’s martinet) by the prospect of an exchange visit to the English school the following year.
Nearer home, the headmaster learns why his nickname is ‘Three Taps’, the deputy head admires her daughter’s fortitude under the lash, and the school secretary uncovers a dark side to her character.
Meet some of the girls and staff who will assemble at Bexhill as the new Academic Year begins and whose fortunes we shall be following in the Bexhill series.




Autumn 1957, the girls reassemble at Bexhill School. A glance into the future reveals how a severe caning can be ruthlessly exploited in a lust for power, even by those of a relatively tender age. On the bright side, we find two French exchange students espouse the Entente Cordiale by standing up for (or – more precisely – ‘bending over’ for) their English friend.
Returning to the present, Catharine and Debbie soon learn that misbehaviour leads to more than a few swats with a hairbrush, while Anna (their Dormitory Captain) – caught up in the same event – receives a caning that awakens a dark side to her character. This leads to the founding of the rather unorthodox Bexhill Spanking Society, which will eventually have far-reaching ramifications.
A government inspector calls, to the discomfort of staff and pupils alike, while Catharine and Debbie learn the price of cheating in the end of term exams.
If your interest is aroused by well-written prose, a bit of wit, and above all the crack of the cane and the slap of wood and leather on bare bottoms, this book is for you.







The second term of the School Year: dismayed by falling standards of behaviour and effort, the Board of Governors has agreed that the classrooms should be equipped with paddles. The girls doubt whether any of the teachers will have the gumption to use them. A surprise awaits. Up in the dormitories new Head Girl Florence, if not exactly ‘cane-happy’, doesn’t spare the rattan.  She keeps order through the institution of Sunday evening ‘Assizes’, for which there is usually a small but unhappy band awaiting their fate in the corridor outside the Prefects’ Common Room.
Girl, at last, meets boy when Algy agrees to show off his recently-acquired stripes to Catharine and her friends. Alas, Debbie – ever on the look-out for a chance to trip up her so-called ‘friend’ – sees him hop across the wall. Her denouncement of Catherine leads to a predictable outcome which meets fully with Debbie’s approval.
Shortly afterwards, disgraceful scenes surrounding the regional school hockey finals leave not only faces that are red. Regrettably, even the ‘riot police’ get swept into the maelstrom.
The Bexhill Spanking Society acquires a new member, while Linda and Sally try to ensure a supply of chocolate Easter eggs in their own inimitable, but inevitably disastrous way.
Finally, it’s the end of term – but bottoms young and older find little respite even in the holidays. 


 
Summer Term at Bexhill School for Girls, the late 1950s, a time when corporal punishment was still the preferred way of keeping young ladies in order, especially those who felt like sneaking across to the local store to stock up on cigarettes or, (Shock! Horror!) alcohol. But can the suppliers of such forbidden delights be considered entirely innocent themselves?
Fooling about, the speciality of those high-spirited troublemakers Sally and Linda, is not a good idea when important prospective parents, and their daughter Veronica, are being shown round the school. And what an impression Matron makes on Veronica when they unexpectedly meet!
Another parent has generously donated a swimming pool, but if the pool’s regulations are ignored, swimsuits do not offer much protection when order is restored.
Miss Holloway, the school’s normally efficient secretary, seems to be losing her touch. The Headmaster wonders whether a touch or two of the same treatment the girls get under similar circumstances might restore her to her previous efficiency. The important thing is not to get carried away, because the consequences could be calamitous.
Miss Holloway is, of course, the only honorary member of the Bexhill Spanking Society. But the BSS is moving into both the garden shed and uncharted territory, with disastrous results.  
Finally, it’s time for the summer holidays and for Debbie and Catharine the pungent aroma of the Italian coast and a particularly glossy waiter. These lead inexorably to another, equally pungent fragrance: that of linseed oil softening up a long-unused and particularly vicious ‘Society’ cane.
Once again, bottoms young and older find themselves uncomfortably in the line of fire of wood, rattan, and leather. Available from Amazon: http://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=Twelve+Down+by+tom+simple&rh=n%3A266239%2Ck%3ATwelve+Down+by+tom+simple






The new academic year at Bexhill starts with a bang, or at least a whack, as the birch is used for the first time in living memory on four deserving backsides.
The penalty for playing cards when you should be out on the sports fields costs the gamblers a painful meeting with the tawse, and earns the Deputy Headmaster a strange nickname.
A spoiled new girl’s attitude changes dramatically when she finds herself across Matron’s knees, but that spanking is only the start of her bottom’s suffering.
The school has acquired two new language teachers, but there is soon a clash of cultures as Miss Thierry tries to get to grips with a paddle, a far blunter instrument than her beloved French martinet. It takes a rash Spaniard to teach her what a whack with a wooden blade feels like, and that almost precipitates another European conflict.
When Catharine returns a lost bracelet to a distressed new girl, the results are wholly unpredictable to anyone who is not familiar with Debbie’s ruthless ambition. Was Debbie justified in her actions or not? Opinion is divided.
At last it is time for the Christmas holidays, but holidays bring school reports, and bad ones can lead to a distressing and painful absence of festive spirit.
Once again, it’s ‘bottoms up’ and the thwack of birch, rattan, leather, wood, gym shoe, and even rhino hide on bottoms rarely willing. This cornucopia of corporal punishment at its best is available from Amazon: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bottom-Spared-Bexhill-School-ebook/dp/B00EW0Y960/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1378925782&sr=1-1&keywords=No+bottom+spared+by+tom+simple