The Spanking Café Featuring Miss Yoshida of Tokyo

In her pursuit of divine decadence and all things dedicated to Whops and Clobber Miss Spanky Botts opened the doors of Café Woodys. The nitery, situated in the fashionable heartland of the Smoke, is an establishment where the Woodettes can kick back and enjoy an after-work evening of fine wining, dining and a surfeit of spanking.

In RH’s opinion there are, sadly, not enough such establishments available in contemporary society.

Spanky Botts spares no expense on outfitting the luxurious night spot, in these excerpts, taken from Volume 26 – Café Woodys, we offer an exclusive insight into the rarefied atmosphere of this extraordinary club … Enjoy!

Excerpt 1

In the atrium Spanky and Christy Cranfield were waiting to welcome their chums. Earlier in the day Cassie Cassy and a small team of her most trusted assistants had formed an advance party to prepare an exotic buffet which included oysters imported from the Puget Sound and Beluga caviar shipped in from the duty free concession in Dubai. Michelle Morgan and Frankie Reese busied themselves popping open bottles of 1997 Veuve Clicquot Ponsardin and handing out flutes filled with the icily chilled bubbles.

Cathy Cooper and Karen Masters escorted the inmates on a guided tour of the new establishment. The Woody gals were immediately impressed. Spanky Botts had spared no expense in outfitting the new headquarters for the devoted patrons of www.woodettes.com. Spanky had commissioned Jojo Heyworth to help her recreate an atmosphere that incorporated many elements of the Woody facility. In the downstairs bar area a collection of Nicola Jane Nixon’s candid photographs featuring many of the Woody celebrities adorned the wood paneled walls.

On the second floor there was a large locker room where guests at the nightclub could change out of their civilian working attire and put on their clobber. Across the hall Bernadette Summers Enterprises had established a Whops and Clobber boutique. Patrons of the nitery would be able to purchase original Woody paraphernalia and memorabilia and be measured for customized clobber that would be tailored and bear the exclusive BSE motif.

Jojo had lovingly created three punishment salons. The first was a re-creation of a lecture room from the Woody facility, complete with six slope-lidded desks and an original Pearson Roller revolving blackboard.

The second room was an exact facsimile of the imposing punishment room at the back of the Woody library, replete with a customized spanking stool that Karen informed them Spanky had commissioned from a member of the Royal Family that had gone into the carpentry business.

Finally there was a replica of the Grand Master’s study. Hanging on the walls were the reproduction paintings from the Joe Summers Collection that Jojo and her team had produced to thwart the Man from Berlin and his gang of thugs.

Sitting on the large oak desk was a thirty-six inch long super cane with a red and black striped leather handle. A straight-backed chair was placed ominously in front of an ornate fireplace. The artful setup was reason enough to send the gals scurrying back downstairs in search of more champagne and caviar.

Spanky Botts had staged a lottery on the www.woodettes.com website and three hundred lucky Woodettes had received invitations to attend the gala opening at the very reasonable price of a grand a skull. All the proceeds would be donated to the newly established Spanky Botts Foundation.

At eight o’clock a fleet of white stretch limousines pulled up at the café and discharged an array of clobber-clad Woodettes onto the red carpet.

Clobber was de rigueur to obtain admission to the gala opening. Spanky had established strict house rules. Gals who wished to participate in the evenings activities wore the traditional red and black striped ties identical to those worn by the inmates of the Woody Back to School unit. They would become members of the exclusive club known as ‘Stripies’. Others, who preferred just to act as observers, wore block red ties.

With a twinkle in her eye Spanky Botts announced the rules of engagement at the new establishment.

Periodically a draw would be held. The names of three of the guests who had elected to wear striped-ties would be announced. They would be required to repair immediately to stand at the bottom of the stairwell and perform nose and toes for fifteen minutes. Subsequently they would adjourn to the upstairs salon that they had each been allocated where they would receive six of the best. Her announcement was met with a communal gasp from the Stripies. Amongst the first names to be drawn is Miss Yoshida of Tokyo … this is her story …

Excerpt 2

Mika Yoshida looked around the lecture room somewhat apprehensively. There were six desks, neatly positioned in two rows with a central aisle about four feet wide separating them. There was a single larger table at the front of the room, along with a tall rolling blackboard. In many ways it resembled the classrooms she had frequented years ago back in Tokyo, with the exception that several crook handled canes hung from hooks screwed into the sides of the blackboard.

“Is this your first time?” asked Christy.

Mika nodded. “With the cane, yes,” she said. “I have been spanked many times but always with the hand.”

Christy nodded. “Ms Gascoigne is a very skilled practitioner. You will be in safe hands.”

“Will she absolutely cream me?” asked Mika. She spoke with a strong accent, her r’s sounding as l’s.

Christy studied the Japanese woman. It was difficult to discern her age, her skin was flawless and wrinkle-free. She could have been aged anywhere between twenty and fifty.

“No,” said Christy, “I wouldn’t suggest being creamed the first time out. Ms Gascoigne will give you six, middling warm.”

Mika nodded her head.

“If you wish to stop at anytime just holler, Ms Gascoigne will give you plenty of time between strokes,” Christy told Mika.

“I won’t holler,” said Miss Yoshida proudly. “Only muffs yell.”

Pauline Gascoigne flexed the cane between her hands. Mika Yoshida was bent across one the desks, her arms dangling over the far side, her jet black hair cascading between her arms.

Ms Gascoigne was impressed; Mika had removed her hat and blazer and bent forward without any fuss. Pauline turned back the hem of the navy blue gymslip. She tapped the cane down three times.

Pauline had been delighted when Spanky had elected to invite the Brass to the opening. Over the past few months’ she had taken to attending the Saturday night feasts back at the facility. At first it had just been her and Dotty Hammell, on a tipsy dare. However, much to her surprise Pauline had enjoyed herself despite getting a very stiff nine-stroke whopping from Christy Cranfield. She had continued to attend the feasts and had persuaded Stephanie Powell and Jane Lummell to join them.

Sportingly the Dames had agreed to participate in the post-dinner activities and Pauline had received two more canings. She had also been required to deliver several gratuitous punishments.

Ms Pauline Gascoigne had been responsible for caning hundreds of backsides in a formal setting. She had always prided herself in being able to act dispassionately. She was just performing her duty. But in the light-hearted atmosphere of the Great Hall she had found herself having terrific fun. She saw no reason to turn down Miss Spanky Botts’s generous invitation to attend the gala opening.

Miss Yoshida of Tokyo flinched as the cane cut across her bumbags. The sensation was extraordinary, unlike anything she had ever felt before. At school she had been spanked several times for misbehaving. She had found the experience thrilling and during college and, later, when she had found work in a beauty salon she had pursued spanking opportunities whenever they presented themselves.

Mika Yoshida had come across the www.woodettes.com web-site in a routine Google for the word spanking. She had been immediately enthralled. She had read everything she could find and became enamored by the idea of six of the best, or 最もよいのの6 in her native tongue. Nonetheless, when she had boarded the plane at Narita Airport she had not imagined that she would find herself in the position of being bent across a desk with Pauline Gascoigne beating her bandy with a whippy stick.

However, Miss Yoshida did not have much time to ruminate over her circumstances; she was deeply engrossed in the business of keeping from howling.

Christy watched the proceedings admiringly. There was no question that Pauline was highly skilled with the cane. She was swinging her arm quite gently, delivering the type of caning that would barely make a whop-hardened veteran from the Woody Back to School unit blink. Nonetheless, the strokes were arriving with enough sting and smart to get the attention of an inexperienced newbie like Mika.

The smart and sting of the cane had certainly got Mika’s full attention. The heat in her rear end had risen to a previously unimaginable temperature. She tottered to her feet. She looked as if she dearly wished to break into an idiot gig and rub and rub and rub.

“You did very well,” smiled Christy. “You can rub if you want?”

“Only muffs rub,” grunted Miss Yoshida from Tokyo through clenched teeth.

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