Birching for Remebrance

Still looking for the perfect birching video. Devilish little storyline--an RAF WWII reunion is underway. Seems in the old days the boys used to spank girls "to keep their spirits up" and so a young lady must be prepped to be worthy to provide the evening's entertainment for the veterans.

The setting is a CalStar favorite--a sitting room with decorative brick walls ands fireplace. Many a plaintiff feminine cry has bounced off these bricks. One of CalStar's senior spankers, as a retired RAF commander, will give the girl her test, assisted by another woman. First she is taken OTK over the assistant's lap with her skirt up for a mild start. The gentleman suggests it would better with her knickers down and he hands over a small paddle and demonstrates. Missy must kneel on the couch for more paddling. She's whining but is reminded: "It will be much worse tonight." The stiffened leather paddle is proffered. Lots of "ooh's" and "oow's" and some blotching progress. The gentleman announces: "They've insisted on the birch tonight."

The young lady is directed to remove her dress and is now naked. She takes five with a birch bundle, bending over at the fireplace, the equivalent of being "mantelpieced." The assistant birches her too, but mildly. "The boys are going to enjoy playing with you, young lady." Hey, we're enjoying this too. With a bigger bundle of birches, the assistant and the gentleman alternate streaking her pretty bottom, about 30 times--looks very sting-y. The gentleman then gets his cane and give her seven hard strokes, and the lady assistant gets in a few cuts also. "Is she ready for the boys now? She led off naked.

The gentleman turns on his assistant (we were hoping). "You need warming up." Some nice acting: "Me?" She protests all too briefly, takes off her dress, drops her panties and takes about 12 from the cane, also nude at the fireplace. "Ooh, is this necessary?" "Of course darling, you're going to get a lot more when you go downstairs." A few more strokes then. "Let's go." Fun stuff fromCalStar, with a little left to the imagination. Can we slip into a backrow downstairs?