Warm memory

When I was growing up during the late 50s, my mother, who was a widow, used spanking as her primary form of discipline right up until I literally outgrew it when puberty finally fully kicked in at 16. But until that time, bare bottom over-the-knee spankings were the regular – and immediate – response to misbehaviour of any type.

Usually, they occurred no more than three or four times a month, but varied in actual application, from a quick half-dozen hand spanks for minor infractions like ignoring an after-school curfew, to truly ‘heated’ encounters with Mom’s large, old-fashioned wooden hairbrush for more serious sins.

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