I was in boarding school in England, years when corporal punishment served to motivate discipline, in learning, interaction with mates, cleanliness, and athletic performance, and as a result of bad behavior. Headmaster was allowed by law to cane over shorts or trousers in his study. The headboy of house, had the advantage of private locker room / showers / baths located in the basement where when the door was locked, nobody could witness by sound or vision, hence, more intense punishment was imposed. Prefect would motion lads to be punished exiting showers. Naked dripping wet we would stand in locker room. After all others were done, toweled off, we who remained would individually be called into an anti room empty except for a table. The door would be closed and locked. The head boy would serve as the plaintiff, the accused would be asked to account for actions. Lad would be sentenced. Prefects would assist the lad to the table, told to bend over and held by arms. The head would apply punishment. Often, warm up would be 3 sets of 10 with some leather implement, a medium weight strap. Lad's butt would be pink and warm, and be ordered to the corner. The head and prefects would adjourn to another room, where second lad would be called in for much the same. Head and prefect would return to first lad, for second round, often 3-5 sets of 10 on a hefty leather strap. If the crime was judged to require severe punishment, follow another corner session, the cane would be applied which was devastating leaving stripes lasting sometimes two weeks to heal. At school for three years, I'd be called in often for mouthing off to the head, who, decided to change cockiness with the cane. By recollection I averaged 5-6 sessions per year. A number of my colleagues would be called as often as every three weeks or so. It was not rare if not receiving the cane to receive 6 sets of ten of the prison style strap, leaving welts lasting days. I took the cane three times a year. The forced submission by reflection improved my sense of self discipline. Several fought back in rebellion. Each year there was a new head boy. I like the head in my senior year. He explained the ramifications of bad behavior, lousy attitude, and how such would not serve one well going forward at university and in life. He always shook hands afterwards. He also as extended intimidation, somewhat lightly appled the junior cane to our genitals. I attended Cambridge and met him there. He asked if the cp was effective, and suggested further sessions by a retired Head Master living in London. Weekly I'd travel to London, monthly, I'd visit the Master. I was in England for six years, Bachelors and PhD. Sessions with the Head would begin with tea and end with sherry. The head was in some ways a mentor. Stripes from the cane were a reminder of the discussion with the mentor of months behavior which deviated from a person in good standing. I returned to Cambridge, England to do research several years later. Decided to look up the mentor Master, we met probably every three week for two years. The corporal punishment served to top off my discipline.