An Apology and A Very Short Snippet

I must apologise to all those waiting for the publication of volume 2 and those wondering what has happened to the blog of late. Both answers come down to the same thing; the evils of drink. You may recall I was going to a real ale festival when last we spoke, trouble was that I ended up attending all three days of it. Then the next day after it ended I met up with an old school mate for more of the same - then yet again on the following day. Then came Mother's day, requiring a pub lunch, and by the morning after that I was feeling so shaky that I had to have one or two 'medicinals'. Of course, predictably enough that just led into a couple more days of the same. Basically yesterday was my first totally 'dry' day and I'm still somewhat shaky. Nevertheless, I am on the mend and writing for volume 2 again (actually I got quite a lot written in pen during my pub visits that I have yet to get into the computer and should near enough complete the thing when I do). Other than remodeling the cover (I don't like the school girl / gymslip thing it presently incorporates and now find it a bit silly) it should be ready by next weekend.

I thought for today you might like to see a very short volume 2 snippet I have just written to link together two pieces of the story line - not much happens, but you should get a feel for that particular thread. By the way; I wonder what has become of Judith and her aunt (the pic above reminded me) it has been a long time since we have heard anything from that direction?

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A Return to the schoolroom

There had been changes-a-plenty in her absence, far reaching changes, going far beyond the outward appearance of the girls – though the new uniform was a drastic enough departure in itself. For one thing, in addition to the new school mistress, a new dormitory mistress had been installed, the previous woman having been transferred to another experiment. Not that Lavinia was to know anything about that, it had nothing to do with her - she was just another test-subject.

This new woman had brought with her an entire legacy and an approach almost entirely built on the quite unreasonable bitterness she still felt having been dismissed some time previously from a fairly high-flying post in control of the secure wing of a psychiatric hospital. That this had only been following a whole series of allegations of serious staff misconduct involving the long-term psychological and physical abuse of patients and that she had been lucky to escape legal redress, a lengthy investigation having implicated her in “fostering or allowing to develop” what had become a “deeply entrenched institutional culture of inappropriate treatment” did nothing to ameliorate the resentment she now carried with her.

Someone, then, had ‘blown the whistle’; someone had betrayed her trust. There would be no whistleblowers here; no investigative committee to poke, pry and probe. Indeed her unique style of management was something not only condoned but encouraged. Someone had to pay for the humiliation that still stung her - and what better salve could there be than the humiliation of others.

These girls she could equate quite happily with the mental patients she once had charge of. How they were treated once in the schoolroom per se each day, what they did in there, the school uniforms they wore; none of this was her doing and none of this was of interest to her. Once back in the dormitory however they became her girls once more: she was a psychiatric nursing expert and they were in her care.

As far she was concerned, once in her hands they were mental patients and the regime was to reflect this. They were to be treated like mental patients and expected to behave like mental patients. They were to be allowed to do nothing for themselves, neither dress nor undress or even feed themselves. The three meals they received in the dormitory each day- breakfast, dinner and supper - were to be spoon fed to them by the nurses; each girl being obliged to sit up stiffly in her bed, dressed in her hospital-issue latex nightdress and plastic knickers and with her hands on her head, fingers tightly interlocked, throughout her meal and while waiting - with two nurses and six girls there would always some element of waiting, but it all added to the sense of control and discipline.

It went without saying they would have to be dressed appropriately. It was to be straight out of those school uniforms - that she would never have approved of have if it had been up to her, it smacked far too much of normality -and into those night dresses and knickers she deemed more appropriate for good, well controlled mental patients, with their locking zippers, tamperproof waistbands and the wonderful adaptability of the flexible system of restraints they incorporated.

Not that she had neglected other, more conventional, means of restraint - six thick strong canvas and leather-strapped straitjackets, the traditional mainstay of the mental hospital, were to be always close at hand should any of her patients show even the slightest hint of rebellion. As would be a heavy yet supple length of bamboo and a selection of thick leather punishment straps of various lengths: once caned in a straitjacket, the tight crotch strap conveniently and invitingly parting the full, heavy fleshy globes of her buttocks, a patient was never quite the same person again.

Real Ale & A Chance to Meet up

Well, its Wednesday already and I have to admit having neglected the site somewhat - but then I have been hard at work finishing off volume 2. What with the builders being in and one or two other distractions I am not sure if volume 2 will be quite ready, as originally hoped, by this weekend, but I'm still trying!

As you can see from the poster reproduced here, there is a beer festival taking place in London (Camden Town Hall - not desperately near Camden though). It starts today and goes on until Friday evening (click on pic for more details). I am attending Friday lunch time (although I may also be there tomorrow lunch time) and it was my plan to do some of the final proofreading during and after (in a pub local to the venue). I know that sounds insane, but I am dyslexic and ironically I have found that I can read / understand / better after a few pints (within reason - I think it improves my concentration or drowns out distractions or something like that). Anyway, if you like real ale, if you live near or around London (or are blindingly rich and flying in for the day from LA or where ever), more importantly; if you don't mind getting completely pissed (or 'rat-arsed' as we Brits sometimes more politely say) then you are hereby cordially invited to join me - I'm easy to spot, even in a crowd (an obvious - if fine - example of beer-swilling, maturely-depraved, long-haired heavy-metal manhood). You can always email me first if you are dubious / afraid (I might even give out my text info - gosh!). Afraid you might taste something, larger-boy? to quote a certain ale advert - Wychwood, Hobgoblin (I hope I've spelled that right - but somehow I doubt I have)...as for this sites usual content...normal service will be resumed as soon as possible...probably later this evening (my time).

PS: I just checked the spelling and guess what? I only got it right, didn't I...Blimey O'Reily!. Oh, by the way - Happy St Patrick's day ... yesterday, to any time-traveling Irish folk who might be out there!

PPS: My email, for those that don't already know: toyntanen@googlemail.com

An Open Letter to a Contributor - and a Reply to a Kind Comment

Me again, folks. Whenever I receive an email as regards my writing or the blog it does wonders to fuel my enthusiasm. And rarely more so than then when I read the kind of message wherein the sentiment is so clearly in tune with my own interests, the spirit of this site and my writing generally - let alone when it is so kindly appreciative as that which I repeat here; very gratifying - clearly a kindred spirit indeed. Of course I always try to reply promptly - and so I did in this case, but for various technical reasons that I don't quite understand I have been able to directly. Under the circumstances I thought I'd air it here, anonymously of course, along with my reply as a sort of open letter - in the hope that the writer gets back in touch with me as I am sure he has many interesting ideas and views to share with us.

"Hi Garth
What a find your blog is! I have long been an advocate/enthusiast in the disciplinary control of young ladies, and have consumed and collected all the relevant literature i can find on the subject by authors such as Victor Bruno, Richard Manton, P.N Dedeaux, Stephen Rawlings, Rex Catt Saviour,s 'Erica' stories, which i,m sure if you haven't read, you would probably absolutely love! I found your blog actually by googling girls dress discipline/punishment clothing. Unfortunately, there seems to be an abundance of 'petticoat punishment' material about the subjugation of males, and precious little on ADULT girl discipline. I've already ordered your Institutionalised book. I also have many thoughts, ideas, and opinions on the subject which i'd love to share. How do i join your blog or add comments etc?
Please be in touch."

My reply: "Dear......, Sorry for delay getting back to you; I generally try to answer any comments as promptly as possible and the same day if at all possible. But unfortunately I am away from home for the weekend and using someone else's computer which is also why I can't write a more detailed reply today. Suffice it to say that I am extraordinarily grateful for you kind comments as regards my blog - at the stage I am presently at writing volume 2, where the end is in sight but somehow apparently never getting any closer, I need all the encouragement I can get!
As per dress discipline, yes it is regrettable that so much effort has been applied to the subjugated male thing and although a lot is written about the corporal punishment of the female this aspect has so much been neglected. Although some material about so called 'femininity training' did appear in one for or another in Janus from time to time.
As regards adding comments; I see you have now solved that problem; although you can always email me directly of course. The comments added don't seem to come up on the blog in the same way that the main articles do and so I usually repost them as stand alone articles to give other folk's ideas maximum exposure.
I have read and been influenced by many of the authors you list but you are right in your assumption that I have not come across the 'Erica' stories you speak of - but I shall do a little research in that direction as soon as INSTITUTIONALISED volume 2 is complete. Meanwhile I hope you enjoy volume 1 - dress discipline and uniforms of one kind or another are only a couple of facets of the work and it does touch on a wide variety of topics as regards the discipline and control of young ladies, ranging from corporal punishment to psychological domination and from physical bondage to mind control, hypnosis and unethical psychological experimentation, such as the deliberate induction of phobias as a means to control a girl. What it isn't is a classical, brutal hard-core S&M / bondage story of the 100 strokes of the cane / smelling salts - another 100 strokes of the cane type of thing - that is something I have tried to steer clear of, in favor of something that I hope is a bit more imaginative and that tends to focus of the effects of all this on the girls themselves. By which I mean the imposition of strict discipline, humiliating uniforms, never ending lists of petty rules and restrictions, institutionalised incarceration, exploitation...the list goes on...
Please feel free to share your ideas with me; it is what the blog is supposed to be about and I for one would be really interested to hear more.

Thanks again and best wishes, Garth."

Another Note from Judith's Aunt and a Comment from Yours Truly

I am away from home for the weekend and so unable to get to grips with the last lap in finishing off INSTITUTIONALISED volume 2 until Monday afternoon - I still expect to get it in an electronic download form by next weekend though. Meanwhile the correspondence continues stimulated by the "A Well Deserved Regime?" posting - with Judith's aunt recently posting the following commentary (the pic I came upon on the web and thought quite well represented the scene, with young Judith's hair cropped as short as a boy's - as it should be under the circumstances:

"Many thanks for the comments I have received around the options to harshen my niece’s punishment. My purpose is not to make her grateful for the school uniform she has to wear or, behavior permitting, in future the plain and simple clothing she will be wearing in future. Allowing her an opportunity to be out of uniform would not therefore be appropriate despite the physical discomfort of one of the suggested punishments of having her stand and drill without clothing. Rather I want her to become resigned to the fact that she deserves to be dressed in a school uniform or a plain dowdy dress and cardigan because of the misbehavior and ill discipline she has shown. In doing this though I want her to lose none of the feelings of punishment or humiliation which being dressed like this bring (physical discomfort, loss of maturity, enhanced plainness, loss of choice) nor understanding the loss of future opportunities which dressing like this will result in. In particular her absence of friends of both sexes who will not want to be seen with such a plain and immaturely dressed individual – a condition which is likely for the foreseeable future. I have therefore introduced an additional pre bedtime drill on 3 nights per week. Judith has had to dress in summer uniform (this is especially humiliating as she has just made these items) of yellow Gingham dress and her brown V-neck woolen waistcoat with yellow trim and a pair of brown ankle socks. She then has to stand in the garden with her hands on her head as you suggested for 30 minutes. This has ensured she continues to suffer the humiliation and imposition of school uniform but the physical discomfort of some wet and on occasions very cold evenings indeed. After this she receives six strokes of the slipper across her behind. She is then allowed to put on her woolen nightgown before going to bed. As you thought I can assure you Judith does not enjoy a soft comfortable bed, as deserved for someone who has demonstrated such disrespectful and disobedient behavior. Her bed has a solid wood base over which she has a single rough grey woolen blanket and then two further thin but rough woolen blankets on top (she has no pillow).

I have also incorporated some of the other suggestions received into Judith’s disciplining. I told her this was to teach her that if she cannot behave then she will be punished at the whim of others, in this case those of you who kindly offered suggestions. She has her mouth washed with soap and water on every day and receives a tablespoon of Castor oil three times per week. On Sunday she wears her full uniform including hat and mitts all day and I have applied the limitation of one toilet visit only to Sunday. Most humiliatingly I have also introduced the option for her to receive a spanking every Sunday which may be carried out in front of guests if I believe appropriate. On the first Sunday after introduction she was obviously dreading the thought of being spanked in front of my guests and in the event I did not inflict a spanking either publicly or in private so she just endured the discomfort of worrying about what might happen to her. However last Sunday I carried out Judith’s first allocation of public corporal punishment. In front of my friend and her husband Judith had to explain why she was being subject to such severe discipline. I then had her remove her cardigan jacket, mitts and hat and undo her waistcoat and cardigan before making her lie across my lap in a prone position. Even at this stage she was in tears at the shame of her predicament but I continued the punishment lifting her cardigan, waistcoat and pinafore over her back and stripping her knickers (and sanitary pad) to her knees. I then spanked her first with a wooden clothes brush and finally my bare hand until she was crying uncontrollably. The application probably lasted about 10-15 minutes in all during which I reminded Judith of why she found herself in this position and of course that she must obey the rules for application of such corporal punishment. On completion and after she had thanked me for her punishment and my friends for aiding her humiliation, I pinned up her dress and woolens so that her spanked behind remained to be seen and had her stand with her hands on her head and knickers round her ankles in the corner of the room where she could be seen for the next two hours. From the redness of her bottom I would say that the fact she spent for most of this time crying quietly was because of pain as well as the shame of what she had endured. This is obviously an extremely severe punishment but I do intend to use it at least once every 2 or 3 weeks. In order to ensure she becomes even more resigned to her future clothing rules, than she already has over the past couple of months, I am considering whether I should tell her even now my plans for the next stage of her reform assuming she continues to behave in an exemplary way until June. This is that she will continue to be dressed in school uniform at all times (as now pinafore, shirt, tie and cardigan or gingham dress and cardigan) although she will be allowed to appear in public more for at least six further months. This will provide less confinement than her current regime but greater public humiliation which she already finds so unbearable on her Sunday attendances at Church. In addition I will make clear that all of the uniform clothing items she has been making and knitting and will be over the coming months are for her and will be forming a significant part of her wardrobe for many years to come. This should further accentuate the humiliation and discomfort of this work.
I thank you for your suggestions and I hope that the changes I have made although not exactly as you may have suggested you are interested to see they have been considered and used at least in part. As stated I have of course added to Judith’s feeling of punishment and hopelessness by making clear that these additional punishments were added due to your suggestions and not because of specific misbehavior. She is clearly learning to be obedient as she has had no rule transgressions at all requiring application of additional punishment over the last few weeks. She is currently in the study room writing a 16 side essay entitled, “Why I deserved to be stripped and spanked in front of guests, what it has taught me and why I deserve to receive further such punishments and what I will learn from them?” I am sure this will be helping to revisit the humiliation of her experience on Sunday. I was interested by the suggestion that I should use the term “Child” when addressing her and I will consider this currently I usually use the term, “Girl or school girl” but the use of the term child might be more appropriate and demeaning still. I wasn't clear what is or how you use a switch? for discipline so I would welcome some further information on this option/approach? I do not think I would feel a public display of the cane, belts, slipper would be appropriate as the disciplining is for the sole purpose of punishing and reforming the behavior of Judith and not something I would use on anyone else – currently these items however are hung from hooks in the study room so that Judith is ever aware of their availability.
I hope this update is useful and as ever further suggestions which will assist with Judith’s punishment and reform are welcome. I will ensure Judith provides a further update on her future reform conditions in the middle of the year. "

...I have already added my penny's worth last posting (or was it the one before?) as regards the introduction of rubber-lined school knickers with Judith's uniform, but another concern I think should be addressed is the young lady's behavior once she is alone in that rather spartan bed of hers. Not to put too fine a point on it - what is being done to dissuade the girl from falling foul of the temptation of indulging in certain unsavory solitary habits in order to assuage her discomfort? ...Garth.

Yet Another Blog for You to Explore and a Commercial Thing to Help Me earn a Crust

As you will know as much as possible I have always tried to keep this a non commercial affair, the stated aim being to create a forum to discuss and exchange ideas around my writing. But I get little financially from the publication of my stuff and I have to fund my drinking...ahem!...work...yes, that's it - work somehow. Rest assured; I'd only ever feature a commercial site that was relevant to this site's subject matter / readership and I'll only ever host links to two at most (I really hate sites / blogs that amount to little more than banner lists ). I am equally choosy when it comes to blogs to list and while thinking about all the 'Judith's Aunt' stuff that has been discussed (see A Well deserved Regime?, a few posts back) and her mention of putting her niece back in proper regulation school knickers I came across a nice little blog discussing exactly that - regulation school knickers. Called School Gym Knickers (what else?) it features some lovey big hi-res images of the same - and an equally nice young lady to fill them I might add (just click on blog name or look for it in the sidebar blog list to check it out). Incidentally, one wonders whether Judith's Aunt has taken to heart my suggestion to change her niece over to rubber-lined school bloomers, I'm sure they are available commercially...but if not then perhaps the addition of a removable latex knicker liner would suffice.

Talking of regulation Knickers: having visited the commercial site of the same name I was persuaded by the quality of their pics (but as much by their very authentic looking uniforms as anything else, to tell the truth - in particular by the type and variety of gymslips featured in addition to the usual school skirts and by the fact that nurses are featured in a dominant role - as it should be - and also appear in authentic looking uniform dresses...none of those awful 'scrubs' here). I've pinched one of their pics - I chose this one because of the gymslip featured...although you'll have to look closely to appreciate it, the pic is really only a thumbnail. Anyway, check them out...click on either picture or see their banner in the sidebar to the right or the much bigger one at the very foot of the page (way down, past the clock and the visitor-counter log thingy. The other pic is a nice example of school skirt and starched white blouse from the same site I thought you folk might like. I'm going to try to procure some site content from them to feature from time to time.

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As for my own work: I'm off down the Wood Green Cost-a-packet (Costa coffee) for a coffee (amazing!) (say hello if you see me - I'm pretty obvious) and to scribble out a couple of short linking pieces from the book (should be out, at least as an electronic download, by this time next week - all being well - touch wood and all that!). Two posts in one day...feeeew!...And it's Friday the Thirteenth!

Odds & Sods 'n Stuff & a New Blog to Explore & a 'Truth is Stranger than Fiction' Thingy

The builders are in today so as I can't get much done on volume 2 (not that it needs much doing to it now) I thought I might as well do some work on the blog. First of all; one or two folk have emailed asking about various implements. Mention has particularly been made of the Martinet and the switch. While perusing the 'Web for a good example of the former I came across this charming little Paula Meadows / Lynne Paula Russel sketch and a new blog (or at least, new to me) called Beauty and the Birch (click pic or blog name to visit). As is quite rightly stated on that blog; the Martinet is a 'whip-like instrument incorporating a number of thin leather straps' favored by French girl's schools. It is not something mentioned in INSTITUTIONALISED volume 1 (click for preview / blurb) but does make in appearance in volume 2, introduced by the secure psychiatric wing, experimental psychology unit's new 'school room' mistress - but there applied to the soles of a girl's feet and the palms of her hands (she keeps a heavy leather strap handy for the buttocks). Where I use the word 'switch' I mean of course the riding switch or crop although it can be taken to mean any thin flexible rod, typically used for corporal punishment of the birching type.

Now for another little bit of 'truth' being stranger than fiction: this being from the New york Times (Hope you can read it ok - just click on it to make it bigger). An eighteen year old chained in a seated position for two weeks? Hand cuffs and shackles biting into her, rubbing raw the flesh for two weeks? Far, far too cruel - it is what straight jackets are just made for. A nice comfy straight jacket, all safe and sound, soft padded medical restraints around the ankles, a nice warm padded floor and equally padded walls to lean against, spoon-fed at meal times, placed on a bed pan as necessary or kept in diapers and plastic knickers - with such care there would be no reason not to extend her detention to three weeks or even to a month or so.

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Perhaps even provide her with company; have her join a young lady already a couple of weeks into her treatment - a snapshot or glimpse of her own future self, so to speak, just to give her an idea of what to expect. No talking, mind - oh no, that would never do! And we don't want her muttering to herself, either, do we? I,d favour plain old fashioned good discipline at this point, but a ball gag, better, a baby pacifier, could be applied or perhaps an elctro-shock collar of the type used to train dogs not to bark.

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And the real punishment? Well that would just be that gentle, tinkling little nursery rhyme or lullaby, playing over and over and over - not loud, just there in the background, in the deathly silence and just above the gentle rhythmic hiss of her own breathing and the occasional creak of canvas and leather and rustling of plastic pants. Playing over and over and over 24 hours a day, seven days a week.

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Of course one could choose to stop it after a while, perhaps remove the pacifier or other such restraint - it can always be restarted if she speaks. Or on the other hand it could just be restarted anyway, at random intervals and associated with electric shock - just a mild jolt - to set up neurosis / superstitious behaviour in the subject, A useful approach, that - should one require some way to extend a young lady's residence: perhaps an inheritance is at stake or the control of the family business, perhaps she has seen something she shouldn't or perhaps it simply suits someones whim to see her kept under an exploitative regime of strict discipline for its own sake. (Now, where have you come across some of those ideas before - yes, that's right! INSTITUTIONALISED volume 1)

A Short Progress Report & Another Piece of Contributed Writing

Hi folks,
A very busy week this week but here's a short progress report and also a comment posted on 'A Well-deserved Regime' (click to read original posting). First the progress report: as of yesterday afternoon INSTITUTIONALISED volume 2 stood at 230 pages and some 122,000 words, having typed up (well, dictated in anyway) some 3100 words that I had written in various pubs over the weekend. Some of you may recall I said a while back that it would be published mid-March at the latest. Well, it is getting close to that date admittedly but then again the thing is close to completion also. Most of what needs to be added is already written and just needs to be tweaked here and there so all being well by this weekend I should be proofreading in one way or another...

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And now for the contribution; another anonymously written piece, in the form of a letter addressed to Judith's aunt. Once again I have to say that this particular series has only a tenuous connection with the INSTITUTIONALISED series storyline (click on title - left in blue - to read a synopsis / book preview of volume 1 on Lulu) but does have a lot to do with the general concept of 'domestic discipline' and provides quite a nice feel for the atmosphere and the sort of possibilities that might come to exist given the right circumstances -particularly if read along with the other letters making up this thread. (In fact it is the continuation of a discussion that had been taking place on a message board sometime ago and is the result of an invitation that I extended for that discussion to be continued here - as it was being flamed somewhat on that site). Based on this contribution I couldn't resist adding on a couple of pictures that I think illustrate how Judith should be dealt with... oh, and a suitable pair of knickers for her to wear when she is (particularly galling in front of visitors, don't you think?).

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"My Dear Judith’s Aunt -
First before everything may I congratulate you on the steps that you have been taking to bring your misguided niece to a proper sense of shame and decorum.
Then may I offer some very modest suggestions as to how her punitive regime may be improved still further. I hesitate to do so, since you are obviously well versed in discipline and may even regard these suggestions as impertinent. However, as you have requested such suggestions, and have already received correspondence from two others, I will proceed.
Corporal Punishment...
Corporal discipline is a fine old tradition that should carry with it a certain dignity and even majesty. The better class of educational supplier should be able to provide you with a display rack of implements. Typically fashioned in a solid dark wood, the rack can be affixed to a wall and will bear perhaps a row of three vertical canes – thick, medium, and thin – with a brace of fine-quality leather tawses hanging to each side. This tasteful object should be placed in a public area - ideally in the hallway of your residence where it is visible to any casual visitor. What better way to proclaim that this is a house of discipline! The two leather straps should be kept highly polished, which is another regular chore for Judith to perform.
It may well be that, in practice, the trusty old cane and strap kept in the schoolroom are the most frequent visitors to Judith’s hands and bottom. Perhaps grown a little worn and shabby from years of faithful service, they still impart their lesson. But something more presentable should be kept on display. And, of course, on more formal occasions, Judith should be sent to obtain a rod from the hallway rack. This might be appropriate for the formal Sunday punishments in front of your guests. However, to be personal, I think that her Sunday spanking should be just that. A proper small-child’s bare-hand-on-bare-bottom over-the-knee spanking while your guests look on. It would differ from a small child’s spanking in that it would last much longer. Twenty minute sessions will be enough to begin on, but this can be increased later if desired.
It is possible that your guests may wish to take some of the burden of such an undertaking from you, by substituting as spanker some Sundays. If, as I assume, the Vicar is one of those who call on you, he would doubtless think it his Christian duty to relieve you of this task sometimes.
Mouth-Washing...
This little ceremony should not be stinted or carried out in any perfunctory way. A stiff bristled toothbrush should be used to work the soap well in to both the upper and lower surfaces of the tongue. Too mush rinsing afterward is an uncalled for luxury. A standard sized glass just over half full of water will provide more than sufficient for this purpose.
Castor Oil
Should you decide to proceed with this old-fashioned (and none the worse for it) remedy, I will only make one caution. Do not even consider a teaspoon. A tablespoon should be administered at the very least. In Young Ladies’ Academies of old, a full glass had to be swallowed.
Nomenclature...
It occurs to me that, so long as Judith is the only miscreant in your care, there is really little need of her given name. “Child”, as in “Come, Child”, “Say your lesson, Child”, or “Bend Over, Child!” will be quite sufficient of an address, and will constantly re-inforce her true status in her mind. "