A journey of love and pain
When I lost my wife, leaving me alone with our three-year-old son Raju, the weight of single parenthood crushed me. Rais… more
Mothers
Family spanking ritual
Growing up in the 90s, it was not uncommon for a misbehaving boy or girl to find themselves over a knee, with their helples… more
Insights into justice
For me, like so many others here, the stories posted bring back so many memories. My parents were caring and not abusive – … more
First taste of the paddle
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 woo… more
What we did at the seaside
I attended a girls prep school in Kent during the 1970s. The school was a boarding one and really strict, with emphasis on … more
In praise of the cane
I am a 31-year-old, stay-at-home mom from a small town in the Indian state of Kerala. When I was young, corporal punishme… more
A gift from Grandma
This happened in the summer when I was about eight years old. My German grandma (my mom’s mother) lived with us for many ye… more
Spankings by the seaside
When I was a young boy, just about to leave junior school in the summer, me and my best friend Paul were treated to a weekend … more
The end of the argument
One day, when I was eight years old, I went round to my aunt’s house to play with my cousin Javier. We went up to his bedroom a… more
Sore bottoms on the campsite
My name is Andrew and this happened a long time ago. In the summer when I was 14 and my sister Diane 11, our favourite aunt an… more
The smell of punishment
My mom rarely spanked me and my big sister (three years older) but nevertheless we did get our share of sore behinds growi… more
Volunteer for a spanking
I was quite mature – well, 12 years old – when I got my first ever spanking. One Saturday, I was playing baseball with five o… more
Spankings from my sisters
Like many of my friends growing up in the early 1970s, I was spanked for misbehaviour. It wasn’t a big deal. Mom would give … more
A recipe for disaster
I have a tale to tell, according to my new partner at least! She introduced me to the Maman site after a conversation abou… more
Willow’s bare bottom – and mine
In 1941, I was almost 12 and in a day school for boys in Oxford. I had no siblings, and my father had been killed in the w… more
An overdue spanking
When I was growing up in the 1980s, corporal punishment was generally out of favour – but not in our house. If my sister and … more
Driven to despair
I was no stranger to spankings growing up, but being punished together with my brothers was a rare event. However, it d… more
Some research into CP
Maman has received the following from a contributor named Uma, supposedly the results of a research project into the us… more
Caught in the act
I wasn’t spanked much when I was a kid, and my sisters even less. I always deserved it when it happened. My mother was the di… more
Lines – and more lines
I read with interest Charlotte’s account of being caned in primary school. I too got the cane at a similar age (nin… more
A loving mother
My best friend when I was a child was a girl called Naomi, and when we were both nine years old, I was invited one evening to h… more
The dare that went wrong
I grew up in a fairly rural area of the UK in the 1960s, and a lot of the properties in my village had large gardens with apple … more
The shoe sale – and the slipper
Crichton’s shoe shop was once an institution in our town, but ceased trading when the owner died some 15 years ago. It was … more
The price of lateness
When I was in my late teens, I traveled to Jamaica with my mother and younger sister to visit my aunt, who worked in the tour… more
Sink or swim
Mother was the disciplinarian in our household of three children. My brother was three years older, and my sister three … more
Over to mom
When I was growing up, mom seldom spanked me. It’s possible she did when I was younger but by the time I was eight or s… more
Provoking a smacking
This memory comes from the early 1960s, when I was 11 years old. Because my father had died early, when I was just eight, my … more
The way to do it
When I was 16 and my brother 17, my grandmother came for an extended visit. She was nice to have around but was clearly a no… more
Sore daughter
I was an only child in a middle class family. My parents weren’t particularly strict, but believed in a firm set of … more
Knicker thief
People who grew up in Scotland will probably remember that the idea of a boy wearing school knickers, while not an everyd… more
A lesson learned
Hello again. My wife Sara has insisted that since I shared one of her stories with you in an earlier post, I should balance … more
Pain and shame at school
When I was about 16, myself and three of my friends (another girl and two boys) snuck away from school and went to the local … more
The redhead’s mistake
I love the spanking accounts on here, and the fact that they are clearly not fantasy. I’m sharing this, my own sto… more
House group memories, part I
During the mid-1980s I was a member of an evangelical house church in the north of the UK. The church had very conservativ… more
An enduring shame
I think we’ve all done things wrong as children (and maybe adults too) that we’re really ashamed of, even i… more