Matilda stands nervously at the door of my study. The stern reputation of the Headmistress is well known in the school, so she is nervous, as she should be. A summons to this particular office always means trouble. Today, Matilda is to receive the cane. Her heart hammers against her ribs as she is ushered inside. My sharp gaze fixes on Matilda. Words of admonishment, sharp and precise, fill the air. Then I present Matilda with a slate on which I writes the words ‘to be caned’. Matilda is instructed to carry this to the anteroom. She then has to stand there, a silent testament to her impending punishment, until the headmistress is ready. I always find the waiting makes naughty students so much more sorry and aware of their impending punishment. It is a lesson they do not forget.
The wait feels like an eternity. Each tick of the grandfather clock in the hall amplifies Matilda’s apprehension. Finally, she is allowed back in. My voice, cold and unwavering, calls her name. Matilda re-enters the sanctum of discipline. I direct her to a sturdy wooden table. Matilda’s task wi clear: bend over while I prepare her for her punishment. Her arms are to grip the polished surface. Her skirt is raised, revealing her regulation knickers. These are pulled down. The air grows thick with anticipation. I pick up the thin, flexible cane, and tell her how I am going to deliver the first three strokes. Matilda, despite her complaints, and through gritted teeth, counts them aloud. One. Two. Three. Despite her trembling and her silent plea for it to end, a surge of resolve propels her to endure.
After these initial strokes, Matilda is sent to stand in the corner of the study. She remains there, a solitary figure, while I make notes. The headmistress then produces another sign. This one reads ‘to be caned again’. Matilda is made to hold this outside the study door and she is made to wait once more. The cycle of dread begins anew. Only when I deem the moment right is Matilda summoned back inside. The remaining three strokes await her. She is prepared for the final strokes of the cane, and she endures them with a fortitude born of necessity. Finally, the ordeal concludes. Matilda is told to stand in the corner once more. I meticulously record the details in the Punishment Book. With a curt nod, Matilda is dismissed, the sting of the cane a stark reminder of the day’s discipline.
This is a classic, slow-paced, traditional caning video for those who appreciate old school discipline. It is filmed in a very old-fashioned location, using only natural light.
6 of the best – Matilda caned by Headmistress, Miss Iceni with bare bottom caning, scolding, and corner time
Resolution : 1920×1080
Duration : 00:15:47