Warmbotty – Page 14 – Maman: spanking memories: mothers, fathers, teachers, relatives and others

Four generations

My father James was raised in a Christian orphanage in the 1930s and 1940s. He was evacuated during the Second World War alongside all the other children, and so lived … Read more

A double helping

Reading your recent story about the school secretary gave me a flashback to when I and my brother were paddled in the school office – with my mother handing out … Read more

The Canadian way

I am pleased to have found the courage to finally tell you my own story. In Canada, schools used the strap – but it wasn’t like the leather ones used … Read more

Brought up right

Growing up in Missouri, I got spanked pretty much every day – but then, so did all the other children around me. Mostly, the spanking would be of the most … Read more

Life with the Turners

My name is Ben. I was born in 1971 and spent a lot of my childhood in the foster care system until I was finally adopted at the age of … Read more

Care home life

I received an email recently from a gentleman we’ll call Mark. Mark wrote: “After my father Stanley died in 2008, I found among his effects the following document which may … Read more

Best teacher ever

I want to pay tribute to a lady whom I consider the best teacher ever. I will call her Mrs Turner for the sake of this story, though as he … Read more

Canings in the lounge

My parents were very strict, and my father in particular was a firm believer in the maxim of ‘spare the rod and spoil the child’. When I was a naughty … Read more

Reward – and punishment

I was talking with some friends recently about how we were all raised. We talked about both positive reinforcement and spanking, and I recalled an incident, when I was 11, … Read more

Swats a-plenty

Many years ago now, I spent a year working in a school office as an assistant secretary. One of the duties of that job was to be a witness for corporal punishment … Read more

Those who love spankings

When I was in my early teens, one day I found myself in my parents’ bedroom, idly rooting around in their dressing table, not looking for anything in particular. What … Read more

The fascination of thrashings

I was born in 1956 in Staffordshire, the third of four children. My older sisters, Patricia and Jane, are eight and 11 years older than me, while my younger brother … Read more

Sore bottom in a caravan

When I was nearly 12 years old, our family rented a caravan on a holiday park near Torquay in the south west of England. There was Mum and Dad, myself … Read more

Tanning for a shoplifter

I came from a mixed family background – my mum is African and my dad, who I never knew, is English. Before my mum got ill and I was taken … Read more

The Christmas party

This is the story of a wonderful party my parents threw one Christmas 20 years ago. I would have just turned 10 years old at the time. Mum and Dad … Read more

Girls and boys

In most of the stories I have read on your excellent site, I notice that in most of the families mentioned, both girls and boys are subject to the same … Read more

Love and the single mom (audio)

In his quest to find a new relationship after his marriage broke down, Brian came into contact with several single mothers – many of whom had no compunction about resorting … Read more

Wet and warm (audio)

Valerie’s rather unusual childhood phobia of using the toilet outside of her own home once landed her with a wet bottom and a sound spanking from her mother – and … Read more

Revelation of discipline (audio)

Contributor Julian describes an unlikely close encounter with parental discipline when he popped into the toilets of a motorway services to empty his bladder…

From spank to wank

I grew up in an Irish Catholic family with two sisters, one a year older and one a year younger than myself. My father was a police officer while mother … Read more

An inevitable submission

Growing up through the 1990s in the UK, I became a huge fan of all things wrestling. I am of course referring to modern WWE bouts rather than the vintage … Read more

An old hand

By the time I turned 16, I must have smacked more bottoms than many mothers do during a decade of parenting – and what’s more, rather shamefully, I enjoyed every … Read more

Paying for pleasure

I grew up with two brothers who were older than I was. At the time of this incident I would be 14 and my brothers 16 and 17 respectively. Spanking was … Read more

Making a ‘proper’ job of it

I grew up in a small, very conservative town in Cumbria, England in the 1980s, and most of the children living there got very regular spankings. In my own house, … Read more

Water, sand and fire

As I wrote in my first memory for Maman, my three sisters (one older, two younger) and I grew up in a loving household with frequent spankings, mainly from our … Read more

Love and the single mom

I’m not entirely sure at what age my interest in spanking transformed from one of boyish practical avoidance of pain to a deep interest in the implements, the ritual and … Read more

Maternal care, continued

Between the ages of 11 and 18, I was frequently spanked naked by my mother. I am an old man now, so those days are far behind me, but when … Read more

A smacking in the toilets

I have had a spanking fetish since I was a child. However, my family has always been pretty much against any form of corporal punishment. I was never spanked as … Read more

My best friend’s secret

The one time anyone ever confided in me about spanking was during my teenage years, when my best friend told me of her loathing for her both her stepdad and … Read more

Disobeying in church

Here is a memory of mine from when I eight years old – I was reminded about this story the other day when visiting some friends, and their three-year-old had … Read more

The leaving present

I taught at an English middle school (ages 9-13) during the late 70s/early 80s and loved it. It was a hugely rewarding job and the children were mostly lovely. Those … Read more

Briony’s gift

Everyone has their first crush, I guess. And at eight years old, Briony was mine. She was seven years older, and lived next door to us with her parents, in … Read more

The view from the stairs

My parents were firm believers in spanking. I recall hearing my mother tell an expecting younger woman that she was a ‘red bottom mom’. I know that she in turn … Read more

A change of pace

I have been inspired by other contributors to put fingers to keyboard. Here is my spanking journey so far – names have been changed, although I doubt the teachers in … Read more

A taste of the past

This happened one time when my I was in my early 20s and I babysat for my older sister Ella. I was unmarried at the time, while Ella and her … Read more

Maman special feature Suzanne Marache’s martinets, made in the small village of Fétigny in the heart of the Morvan region of France, were responsible for marking the buttocks of generations … Read more