Driven to despair
I was no stranger to spankings growing up, but being punished together with my brothers was a rare event. However, it d… more
Five smacked bottoms
I was born and raised in a village in the north east Highlands of Scotland. The primary school I attended in the 1960s is no… more
An inexplicable sequel
I really enjoy reading Maman and have a story to share. This is a little different perhaps to some of your stories as it con… more
Shoplifting doesn’t pay
The story submitted to your site by Diane recently rang all sorts of bells with me, and all for the same (and wrong!) reaso… more
Some research into CP
Maman has received the following from a contributor named Uma, supposedly the results of a research project into the us… more
My first and last beating
I was brought up in a comfortable middle-class home during the 1970s and although corporal punishment was still very co… more
Caught in the act
I wasn’t spanked much when I was a kid, and my sisters even less. I always deserved it when it happened. My mother was the di… more
In the ladies’ loo
You might think that the practice of smacking, particularly in the UK, had more or less died a death. I certainly thought … more
The cane at home
My older brother and I were brought up in a fairly upper middle class household during the 1960s, and like many parents of … more
Two dirty bottoms
I’m an old man now, but I was born into a wealthy family in the early 1950s. Our family firm’s name is one that … more
Lines – and more lines
I read with interest Charlotte’s account of being caned in primary school. I too got the cane at a similar age (nin… more
A loving mother
My best friend when I was a child was a girl called Naomi, and when we were both nine years old, I was invited one evening to h… more
Three bottoms – and mine
I served in the US Navy for eight years, most of that time in a shore-based role in Norfolk, Virginia. It was during this ti… more
Hearing each other
My younger brother (by two years) and I were brought up in the 1980s, when spanking was still a fairly common method of kee… more
The dare that went wrong
I grew up in a fairly rural area of the UK in the 1960s, and a lot of the properties in my village had large gardens with apple … more
A caning for Christmas
I stumbled across your site by accident and was fascinated. I’m 59 now, so I well remember the days (70s and 80s) when corp… more
The shoe sale – and the slipper
Crichton’s shoe shop was once an institution in our town, but ceased trading when the owner died some 15 years ago. It was … more
My old enemy
Because I was an only child, I think my mother in particular was keen to make sure that I wasn’t spoilt, and althoug… more
The price of lateness
When I was in my late teens, I traveled to Jamaica with my mother and younger sister to visit my aunt, who worked in the tour… more
Bad marks – and bottom marks
I’ve noticed that there are quite a few of your correspondents from single parent families, and I am another, as m… more
A memorable family visit
When I was 13 years old, we had a family holiday in the West of England. On one of these days, it was decided that my dad would … more
Sink or swim
Mother was the disciplinarian in our household of three children. My brother was three years older, and my sister three … more
Over to mom
When I was growing up, mom seldom spanked me. It’s possible she did when I was younger but by the time I was eight or s… more
The age of innocence?
When I was nearly 15, I got quite friendly with a boy who lived just down the street from me. He was only 12, and I liked the wa… more
Provoking a smacking
This memory comes from the early 1960s, when I was 11 years old. Because my father had died early, when I was just eight, my … more
A treat for my sister
One evening, when I was 11 years old, both my parents had to work late, and so I was left in the care of my sister Rebeca, who i… more
The allure of the cane
This story comes from the early 80s, when I was about 19 and fresh back from uni for the summer break. To earn a bit of pocket … more
Maid for spanking
Now the long summer holidays are once again upon us, I thought your readers might like to hear about a day back in the early … more
The way to do it
When I was 16 and my brother 17, my grandmother came for an extended visit. She was nice to have around but was clearly a no… more
Sore daughter
I was an only child in a middle class family. My parents weren’t particularly strict, but believed in a firm set of … more
Knicker thief
People who grew up in Scotland will probably remember that the idea of a boy wearing school knickers, while not an everyd… more
More fundamentalist memories
I was interested to read the accounts by your contributor Matt about his time in the house church movement in the UK. I was … more
A lesson learned
Hello again. My wife Sara has insisted that since I shared one of her stories with you in an earlier post, I should balance … more
Mrs Watson’s house (audio)
Nigel recalls how his mother, despairing of bringing her growing son under control, resorted to taking him to see a reti… more
My mother’s infidelity (audio)
Portugese contributor Davi remembers the day he played truant from school – and the unforgettable scenes he witnessed … more