Warren Street station. The yóung woman next to me peers anxiously at the densely-typed sheet of instructions in her hand, then studies the tube map.

“You will report to the designated Punishment Centre at Pimlico at 5pm prompt, so that we may administer a birching to you, as ordered by the court.” *

It was already 4.30 ; no wonder she looked nervous…

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* At least, this is what I assume must have been written on her piece of paper.