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.
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.
