I don’t speak Russian, nor do I understand it when it is spoken, so I’m basing my understanding of the plot on the actions I see on the screen. That’s actually a bit of a shame, as these Russian videos have some of the most over-the-top plots and acting I’ve ever seen. It’s almost comical how campy some of them are; practically an art form unto itself.

The movie opens with a housemaid sitting on a sofa reading a magazine. It must be a sports magazine because I noticed a soccer ball in one of the advertisements on the back of the page. Anyway, the lady of the house soon comes and catches the maid relaxing instead of working. She chastises her with something I’m guessing to be “Wait until my husband comes home!” and then, sure enough, the husband comes home. There’s a brief conversation between the wife and the husband and the tearful maid and eventually the husband gives the maid a choice: deliver herself for a spanking or be fired. She chooses the spanking (hooray for us!) and kneels on a coffee table, ass in the air, presenting herself nicely for her punishment. The husband wastes no time getting down to business.

I’m sure he’s saying something like “This is hurting me a lot more than it’s hurting you”, because that’s what you say when you’re spanking somebody. At any rate, she gets a few swats and a harsh tongue-lashing before the husband is overcome with guilt and gives her a hug and an apology. The maid then goes to the wife for some additional comforting, much like a child to her mother. Like a nuclear family, they relax in the living room, which may be posh by Russian standards, but here in America, the furnishings look like something found in a college dorm. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door.

It’s the government!

Or at least a government agent, his shirt still stained with the blood of capitalists, and he has a warrant. He shows it to the nuclear family and begins to search the premises for contraband, drug paraphernalia, pirated copies of “The Spy Who Loved Me”, and Levis blue jeans. He tosses a few things around while the husband protests, and then hits the jackpot: a ledger. More protests, but it’s no use. The agent tells the family, “Its ok. I’m with the government”, so the family comically gathers their things and proceeds down to the station to be interrogated. The husband goes first and is cleared, then the wife is questioned. She gets the old “bright light in the face” treatment and cracks. She signs a confession (or something similar) and then the maid is brought in. The agent tells the maid that she’s been implicated in this, that, and the other thing, too. Can she offer an explanation? Of course not, because she is a maid and she’s hot and this is a Russian Spanking film.

The maid is then brought to an examination room, where she’s forced to strip.

See that chair in the corner? That can mean only one thing. Sure enough, it’s time for her body cavity search, and both holes are examined thoroughly.

I learned something from this scene, so if anyone ever tells you that porn isn’t educational, you can direct them to this film. No, I didn’t learn about female reproductive anatomy. I learned Russian! I think “Itchy voy yo!” translates to either “Does it hurt?” or “Take the pain!” because the doctor taunts her with that phrase several times.

Next, the maid is taken to the interrogation room, and in Russia, a good interrogation is conducted under corporal punishment. The maid, who has by now been permitted to put her dress back on, is forced to strip once again.

That bench isn’t just there for decoration. The maid is tied to it for a good, hearty birching. Thirty minutes of it, in fact.

And take note – before you cane a girl, you should put your boot on her first, to remind her of her place.

It's little touches like this that makes these Russian Spanking films so great.

I have to give the actress playing the maid credit for being brave enough to get through this scene. It's obvious she's in a lot of pain and that gives the movie a nice tough of authenticity. Unfortunately, the camerawork sucks. Too many times the cameraman tries to zoom in and out and change angles, but the camera shakes horribly, leaving you slightly dizzy. What could have been a really hot scene loses a little bit with all the shifting and moving around. Poor editing doesn't help, either.

On the good side, we get a “reverse angle” of sorts from a second camera, so there’s a shot of the expression on her face, then a shot of her ass receiving the blow and vice versa. If you’re a caning fan, you’re going to love this. In fact, you’re going to love the whole scene, because this scene is a good demonstration of what I call the Six Stages of Torture. First comes denial – “This isn’t happening.” Then comes acceptance – “I’m really going to be caned!” Next is shock – “Oh God this hurts!” – followed by anger at being caned, which leads to defiance – “I’m stronger than my torturer.” The final step is defeat – her will to resist is gone and she must accept her fate. So for you scholars out there, you’ll want to keep this in your library in case you decide to write a thesis on it someday. For those of you who aren’t scholars, you get thirty minutes of some pretty erotic birching.