In the 1950s it was imperative that well to do families turned their young daughters at 18 into, Ladies.
Equally, the bottom end of the class scale, the working class, had to turn their young daughters at 18 into skilled servants to work in the big houses and hotels in their region.
Discipline showed no such class barriers, if it was not right, it was punished.
One place used for both the gentry and workers was Calder House, set in 100 acres of magnificent park land.
The house was built in the late 1800s for a local industrialist as a sign of his wealth.
With some 16 bedrooms "Upstairs" and room to sleep 10 "Below Stairs"
Upstairs was palatial, to every 5 bedrooms was a lounge for the girls to have their leisure time and a large bathroom with 3 communal baths for their private use, and could be used as many times a week as they pleased.
There were 2 of these to take 10 "Ladies".
Also 6 remaining rooms were fully self contained with a bedroom, lounge and bathroom, and used by the staff.
Downstairs, was, downstairs, actually it was in the cellars and consisted of a 10 bedded dormitory, 5 beds down each side of the room and a multi use table set at one end.
Their parents had to supply one of the fathers old leather belts which was hung at the end of their daughters bed.
It had probably been used hundreds of times whilst they were growing up.
Only one bathroom with a bath set on a cold stone floor, the girls had their twice weekly baths, 2 in the bath at a time with the other girls queuing for their turn, they soon worked out a pecking order and the water was always stone cold for the last two. Hot water was not wasted on the working class.
Each bath session would be overseen by either the housekeeper, Mrs. Ethel Broadwood or mainly her husband, Alfred Broadwood, who doubled as the chauffeur and odd job man.
Odd job man indeed, what an odd job for a man seeing naked girls two evenings a week + extras.
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That's the background to the workings of Calder House with the staff being all couples and headed by Mr. and Mrs. Broadwood who ruled the staff as well as the inmates, with the strap.
The only difference was the staff were whipped in private for any indiscreet actions, private being the disciplined one of the couple and the other holding them down.
Mrs. Broadwood dealt with the men and Mr.Broadwood the ladies.
Mr. and Mrs. Good, he taught manners and she was matron.
Mr. and Mrs. Styles, he taught posture and she was the house secretary.
Mr. and Mrs. Ellis, he taught Physical Education and she was cook
Mr. and Mrs. Jones, he was Mrs Broadwood's deputy, taught deportment and she was in the laundry.
Mr and Mrs. Harris, he was the groundsman and she was assistant cook.
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Mr. Broadwood was dealing with the working class girls on one of their bath night's he was very good at supervising this and did not spare the leather if a girl stepped out of line.
Anyone not conforming to his instructions were removed from the bath and hosed down, all over, at close range, with a cold water hose pipe.
He always made sure he had at least one full bosomed girl and one with tits like egg cups as he used to term it.
Not that the ones in-between were ever missed, this was just his lust and pleasure bath time.
Mrs. Broadwood would sometimes watch and was very pleased at her husbands thoroughness, or he would invite one of the men of the other staff to watch.
It was not over then for the poor chosen ones, remember the multi use table and the girls daddies belts?
Still naked the chosen girls had to empty and wash out the baths and put all the towels to dry, they were washed monthly.
By this time all the other working class girls were dry and with their basic nigh gown on, knelt down with hands together ready to say their bedtime prayers, and all facing the table, probably thanking God it was not them on the table.
The "Naughty" 2 were put on each side of the table, belt laid in front of them and their hands on the very top of their heads.
They would be shivering and their young nipples would be stretching their breast skin poking out tightly.
Mr. Broadwood would walk backwards and forwards explaining what would be expected of a girl in service and what she should be expected to do and how they would be taught over the coming months exactly that.
"Right, name?" he asked looking at the girl with the egg cup tits.
"Sara Wilson Sir."
"And you girl?"
"Elonar Birch Sir."
I found you two to be quite slothernly at bath time, do you agree?"
"Yes Sir."
"And pray tell what your father would do with a slothernly daughter, Wilson?"
"I would be beaten Sir."
"With what and where?"
"His belt Sir and we only have 2 bedrooms upstairs and one room and a kitchen downstairs, so in front of whoever was home."
Mr. Broadwood felt a twitch in his pants and turned to re align his cock.
"And who might have been there girl?"
Sara thought for a few seconds to the day before she had gone to Calder House and decided to tell the whole tale.
"Well Sir, the day before I came here my father said I needed to feel his belt to show how he disciplined me and my elder brother and have his marks to prove it. There was him, mom, my brother Peter, Peters friend Michael and my friend Alice and uncle Brian, not my real uncle, but I called him that out of politeness.
"You will get extra from me for such a long story girl, quickly now, get to your beating?"
"I was naked, as always for a beating and had to lean over the table with my hands reaching inside the drawer at the other side, mom just pressed the draw shut so if I tried to reach back she was to trap them so I couldn't, if I did by any chance she followed me over the table Sir, then I was whipped with fathers belt till my bottom colour matched the red of moms apron."
Sara took a deep breath but before she could speak, "And you Birch?"
"Dad did not need a reason Sir, I'd be naked and over his knee before you could say, Jack Sprat, and belted with his folded belt till I squealed Sir, like Wilson, it did not matter who was in our home."
Mr. Broadwood nodded as he ogled the girls perfect tits and proud nipples, he needed more adjustment below.
"Both sit on this side of the table, lean back and hold your legs up with hands behind your knees."
