A Little bit of discipline
I was born in Virginia, but when the time I was six and my brother David three, my dad wasn’t having much luck finding work, so he packed us all … Read more
I was born in Virginia, but when the time I was six and my brother David three, my dad wasn’t having much luck finding work, so he packed us all … Read more
I have read your site for a while now, and I think it is time I gave back a little. Growing up in the late 80s/early 90s, my parents were … Read more
I went to a public school in the late 1940s/early 50s, where corporal punishment of some sort was guaranteed for any misbehaviour, no matter how trivial. Having never been spanked … Read more
In this slice of Spanish family life from yesteryear, Laura recalls how not letting go of an argument with her cousin Javier resulted in both of them ending up with … Read more
In my last contribution, I recounted the story of a memorable spanking I received from my sister Marsha, and I also mentioned that we had both over the years received spankings … Read more
When I was around six years old – at my parents’ insistence – I started swimming lessons. I had been in the water a lot previously and could effectively doggy-paddle, … Read more
Another imaginary scene for all naughty boys at heart. Mummy takes you to the bedroom for a big telling-off – and an even bigger smack-bottom – after you were rude … Read more
Andy recalls how he got his bottom smacked twice in one day – once from his mum in the morning, and the other later at school. Both punishments turned out … Read more
At the time of writing this, I’m 32 years old, and I have a sister who is two years older than myself. Dad left us when we were both young … Read more
In my last story from my childhood, I told you about my spanking encounters being babysat by a girl called Sophie – and how her friend Elise was suddenly lined … Read more
I wonder, who was the youngest person who ever spanked you as a child? Mine was my 16-year-old babysitter! Lois was the older sister of my friend Lenore, and when … Read more
By the time I was 12 (in the late 1970s), I no longer considered myself to be a child, although of course legally I was. I was in my second year of secondary … Read more
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 … Read more
Although my four kids were generally well behaved, as a stay-at-home mom of four I had to make sure they knew I was serious about respect and discipline. My twin boys … Read more
In my last reminiscence, I told you how I passed my two punishment straps onto my eldest daughter Katherine and her husband David so they could use them in their … Read more
Growing up under the watchful eye of my mother, a schoolteacher with a firm belief in discipline, shaped me in ways I could never have imagined. Both my brother and … Read more
I was very much looking forward to attending my cousin Graham’s 12th birthday party – he was almost a year older than me. Mum dropped me off with instructions to … Read more
By the time I hit 13, I was getting to be a real handful to live with, looking back on that time. My parents loved me, and even indulged me … Read more
When I lost my wife, leaving me alone with our three-year-old son Raju, the weight of single parenthood crushed me. Raising a toddler without his biological mother seemed an impossible … Read more
I grew up in the 1950s in a small village in central England. Our household consisted of myself, my grandmother, my mother and my sister Marsha, who was nine years … Read more
A tale from wartime England – and a growing boy’s fascination with a house guest’s bottom results in his own being booked for a spanking with his babysitter.
Adrian remembers how his and a friend’s plans for a feast at their childhood den went badly wrong – and resulted in two very sore bottoms.
When a bully cajoled Alexander into a bit of apple scrumping in the orchard, the only result of this dare was a very sore bottom indeed, from a strange lady … Read more
Samantha recalls how a developing teenage fetish about spanking led to a rather unexpected reminder of how the ‘real thing’ felt!
In the early 2000s, my cousin Francis was headmaster of a large private boys school in Kenya. Although we were thick as thieves as boys, we hadn’t seen each other … Read more
Every morning after registration, we all had to go to the hall for assembly. When we were all gathered, the headmistress would enter and take the stage. It was usually … Read more
I’m an old lady now, but I have experienced corporal punishment from pretty much every side – as a child, as a parent and, for a great part of my … Read more
Many women spend lots of money on products to make them look younger – not me! Even though I’m now 32, married with two children (aged 10 and eight respectively), … Read more
During the summer of 1988, I spent a few weeks in London on business. One day, on the Tube between Gloucester Road and Piccadilly Circus, I noticed a beautiful woman whose face … Read more
Growing up in the 90s, it was not uncommon for a misbehaving boy or girl to find themselves over a knee, with their helpless bottom facing the wrath of an … Read more
By the time I was in my mid teens, I had a full-on fetish about spanking. As I’ve mentioned before on Maman, even just talking about corporal punishment, or overhearing … Read more
One spanking-related incident which will stay with me for the rest of my life is the time I went for an interview to confirm my place at the local girls … Read more
For me, like so many others here, the stories posted bring back so many memories. My parents were caring and not abusive – but they spanked! My most memorable spanking … Read more
The worst spanking I ever got was at the quite advanced age of 17. My father worked on an oil rig in the North Sea, so he was away two … Read more
One day, when was around 12, I was getting ready to meet my friends and to go to school when my mother suddenly discovered that I hadn’t done my homework … Read more
Growing up in the 80s, I was no stranger to a trip over my mother’s knee. Acting up in our house meant feeling her hand or wooden spoon across my … Read more
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