Emily’s curiosity

I’ve read dozens of the stories posted here, and although regrettable I think it’s fair to say that at leas… 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

Pot shots

My parents were pretty big stoners when I was growing up – they were at Woodstock, they were liberals. They didn’t … 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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