Lady Vernon has a reputation for effectively scorching the bottoms of wayward girls who wander within her sphere. A local constable phones her: "We've got a young lady here. We can't do anything with her." Lady Vernon asks the caller, WPC Hamilton, to bring the girl "around to the out-house in about an hour." In Great Britain, an "out-house" in estate/manor parlance is a sumptuous building used for recreation, and quite something else in the U.S.
Female officer Hamilton arrives with miscreant Justine in tow. "What is Lady Vernon going to do to me?" Lady Vernon, who is entertaining guests in the main house, arrives to greet them, carrying a sheath of spanking implements, and apparently pleased to divert herself from the party for a moment. If Justine was puzzled, she isn't now.
OTK she goes, punkish blonde hair, black skirt, black boots, white blouse. When Lady V. turns up her skirt to display a white thong, Justine starts struggling. Hamilton holds her down. Lady V. will be charging the police a big fee for this consultation.
Justine kneels on the couch, without thong by now, for a very hard tawsing. "Bottoms up, girl!" Justine arches her back to thrust out her buttocks. The gap between her thighs is glorious. The thick two-fingered tawse is even more painful.
"You, Justine, will now strio." Bent over the couch: "Bury your head in that pillow." There follow about 30 sizzling cane strokes. Justine's nipples have hardened, and she quivers involuntarily. Stripes and welts. Lady Vernon has fulfilled WPC Hamilton's request. Justine is ordered to dress and wait in the car.
We saw we were just halfway through the video, and here comes the twist. The police phone the estate: it seems WPC Hamilton exceeded her authority by arranging this punishment. Even though Lady Vernon's guests await, you suspect she is thrilled by this windfall, because she confronts Hamilton: "I am going to deal with you in exactly the same way. Your superiors have instructed me to do this."
Hamilton is shocked but quickly OTK. She has been made up to be plain, sloppy, and nerdy--glasses, unkempt hair, short uniform skirt, loose-fitting white blouse, little police cap. Not much worth a second look, which is going to change in a moment. Skirt up, black thong, and the first surprise is a bottom not at all expected. Knickers down. "They're not exactly regulation, are they?"
Hamilton cries out a faux "ow" after each spank. Lady Vernon: "You don't know the meaning of the word "ow" yet.
Hamilton leans on the couch, legs locked straight. She is tall enough that this position thrusts her buttocks out. A fast paddling and she yells. Lady V: "We need to go a stage further." The two-fingered tawse. "It's humiliating." "Absolutely. Spread your legs and stick your bottom right out."
"Remove all your clothing. Now strip!" When Hamilton is naked, she is a stupendous pink vision, showing nice breasts which were disguised by the uniform, a trim boyish body, a little devil of a mohawk, and that spankable bottom. Lady Vernon seems a bit speechless at the unexpected beauty, commenting what a pretty surprise she is. But there's work to be done. "Resume the position.
Cane at hand, about 30 strokes, from several angles. Beautifully marked bottom, which Lady Vernon is fascinated with at the conclusion. WPC's day is complete, as ours certainly is. Lady Vernon's reputation remains intact. We're thinking of fantisizing a little cottage industry for Lady Vernon.