Spanked to spanker
I have already shared a story about how my mother spanked me when I was a little boy. Although it hurt, in retrospect it did … more
Fathers
The breadboard of education
When I was growing up, spankings were used by my parents as the primary method of discipline. Most of the time, my mother … more
Sharing the suffering
Looking back on my childhood in the Netherlands, few events have made such an impression on me as the first time I was span… more
A sharp end to misbehaviour
My brother, who is just a year older than me, recently reminded me of the day we both received a sound spanking from our mum… more
Bringing children to book
As I write, I have in front of me the parenting handbook that my parents’ church gave out in 1987. I won’t sca… more
The benefits of spanking
When I was growing up, it was almost always my dad who was the one to spank us when we misbehaved. He would take down our pant… more
The first of many
It was 1951, and I was six years old. My mother would often take me on the bus to the cinema in the next town, and I had asked pe… more
A Utah childhood
I grew up in Utah during the 1980s and boy, did I get spanked! Not just a quick smack on the butt once or twice, not just a slap … more
School’s spanking advice
I grew up in the Bible Belt, and almost every child got spanked. There was great variety in how these spankings wer… more
A winning formula
Every spanking I ever received, between the ages of three and 11, followed the same formula, and I thought your readers w… more
Crime and punishment
The worst spanking I ever got was because of Crimewatch – for those outside the UK, this was a long-running British telev… more
Caned at seven
I grew up in the very late 1950s – yes, I am that old! At the time of this story, we were still living in London. Later, when I w… more
An unexpected connection
My most interesting spanking story is so absurd as to sound unbelievable: trust me when I say it is true! I have the permis… more
Bringing back the memories
I enjoy reading your site – it brings back many memories. Like many of your contributors, I did get spanked as a boy but pro… more
Reports day
Nowadays, the arrival of school report cards is much less of an occasion than in the past. I know from experience with my o… more
Four generations
My father James was raised in a Christian orphanage in the 1930s and 1940s. He was evacuated during the Second World War a… 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, th… 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 adopte… 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 spoi… more
Reward – and punishment
I was talking with some friends recently about how we were all raised. We talked about both positive reinforcement and s… 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 yea… more
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 p… 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 ve… 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 ‘re… more
Life in foster care
For the first eight years of my life, growing up it was just me and my mum. They were often hectic, and sometimes crazy, but … more
Seeing and getting, part II
As I mentioned in my previous story, I am one of four siblings – my brother John is two years older than me, my sister Katie t… more
Smoking and burning
The last time I received corporal punishment, I was 15. I made the foolish decision to smoke at school – literally behind … more
Not so grown up
The most memorable thrashing I received was in 1968, when I was 13 years old. I grew up on a diet of regular smack bottoms, a… more
Not so sweet
The recent story about ’Mrs Sweets’ reminded me of another lady sweet shop owner in the next town over when I was little. T… more
Overhearing a switching
I was never switched when growing up – but I certainly knew kids who were. One, a girl named Rebecca – Becky for short – had p… more
In the care of Mr Smith
I had a best friend in elementary school called Kerry Smith. She was an only child, her parents were older than mine and th… more
Trick or treatment
As we’ve recently celebrated Hallowe’en again, I thought you might like to hear about a whipping I received when I was a g… more
Mother takes over
Like many boys growing up in the 50s, I was used to getting the slipper from my father when I was naughty. It hurt, but was no… more
From all sides
I thought you might like to hear about the origins of my own particular spanking fetish, which has been fuelled by experi… more
Mother and son intimacy
As a boy growing up in the 50s, I was used to getting the slipper from my father, as I suspect were many other children of tha… more