Drop my pants and bend over a leather armchair...

I know, the heading could have come from any one of loads of stories and accounts shown on blogs in our little world. But it didn't, instead I found it in yesterday's Sunday Times and the extract below could have been part of an erotic story but it wasn't....it was an actual account of abuse in one of Britain's top fee paying schools decades ago.

.....a year after arriving at the school in 1962, he was sent to be disciplined one night after being told off by a prefect for talking in the dormitory.

“I hadn’t been talking . . . so I said it wasn’t fair,” he recalled. He was instructed to take up the matter with the then rector Thomas Duggan, and remembered “going down one or two flights of stairs, then along this long dark corridor . . . into his room”.

“I remember him walking me up and down the room with his hand on my back and him saying, ‘Surely you’re not afraid of a little thrashing’, and me saying, ‘No, no, it’s not that, it’s the principle,’ and being proud of having got the word principle out.

“And then his hand went lower and started tapping my backside and he said, ‘Well, you realise, you’ve still got to be punished.’ Then he told me to take my dressing gown off and drop my pants and bend over a leather armchair in his room.”

Apparently several schools are being taken to court for compensation to be paid to victims of abuse, I presume they don't mean the thrashings which were perfectly legal but sexual abuse, about which the article does not go into detail. You can imagine.

I hate abuse, especially of minors. I imagine many of those 'top' educational facilities will be trying to keep their names out of the press by offering out of court settlements, I hope they fail. Britain is a good place to live but our 'elite' are often hypocrites with a lot to hide, it's nice to see them squirm sometimes even though no one usually takes any responsibility. Rant over.

Now as for the account itself, under different circumstances and between consenting adults....well that's a different matter.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
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