This memory comes from a phase in my life when I was cared for by several foster families. This was during the 1970s when spanking, of course, was pretty much de rigueur. Every mother, foster mother or even babysitter in England seemed to smack bottoms.
So by the time I was 13, I had had my bum warmed – and usually on the bare – many, many times by women and even some teenage girls. While all of them were keen on spanking, it was never anything too brutal. Of course, I cried when I got it as a little boy, but more because tears were expected. But even as a young child, the spankings I received didn’t hurt very much.