My mom’s spanking spoon

Considering it hurt so much at the time, you may think it odd that I remember my mom’s spanking spoon with such affection, but it taught me and my siblings … Read more

A trip to the toilet

When I was nine, I got invited to a classmate’s birthday party. Debbie was a very popular girl and her parents were well off, so it was quite a large … Read more

A streak of bad luck

This story is true and written from personal experience. What I set down now is exactly how everything unfolded in 1973, at a time when the phenomenon of streaking began … Read more

The Teacher

When my big brother and I were growing up in Wyoming during the 1980s, my mom spanked us pretty often. The tool she used for our discipline was an oval … Read more

At my mother’s breast

I was brought up in the late 70s/early 80s, and in many ways my family life was something of a contradiction. Dad was basically an unreconstructed hippy, with a laid-back … Read more

Spying in the bushes

One day, when I was 11 years old, I was playing at my friend Amanda’s house. when we heard agitated yelling from her next-door neighbour’s home. It sounded like the neighbour … Read more

Tanned arse for bullying

When I was about nine years old, I got caught bullying my neighbour’s daughter. Unfortunately for me, the girl’s mother was good friends with my mum, so after she caught … Read more

Late with the rent

While I was at university in Heidelberg, Germany, I rented a room at a large house which was owned by a widow with two sons, who were aged eight and … Read more

La zapatilla

I was born in a fairly large Spanish town to a working family, being the middle one of three brothers. I also have a sister. We were raised by strict … Read more

La Disciplina

When my brother Andrea and I were boys, it was our mother who handled all the behaviour matters. Our father ran a small olive farm in the north east of … Read more

Some early fireworks

I was eight years old – almost nine – and a family picnic for the Fourth of July. It was at my aunt and uncle’s home, which had a swimming pool … Read more

Turn and turn about

My first recollection of a spanking is one I received when I was four years old, although I know from family conversations that I received corporal punishment before then. My … Read more

Three types of caning

When I was a little girl, the discipline I dreaded most was a beating with the cane. My mother used a rattan cane and it never failed to leave a … Read more

Spanking by the book

Maman Special Report Books offering advice on raising good, happy children have never exactly been in short supply – but two slim American volumes from the 1920s and 30s stand … Read more

Pee is for paddling

My mother was a sixth grade teacher from the time she graduated in the 1970s until she retired five or six years ago.  When she began her career, corporal punishment … Read more

A taste of the leather

I grew up in Arkansas during the 1990s, and my mother’s approach to discipline was extremely conservative. She considered that spanking the children was woman’s work and she did it … Read more

Memories of the stick

I was fortunate growing up to have a large contingent of extended family living in the same neighbourhood. My mom’s sister lived just a couple of blocks from us, in … Read more

Finally on the bare

When I was a boy, my mother kept a strap that she would use to chastise me once in awhile. She usually gave me between 15 and 25 licks when … Read more

The spelling test

I was never very good at spelling – and that lack of ability led to my first and only school paddling, back in the 1980s. I was in second grade … Read more

Do you want a smack bottom?

I grew up in Britain in the 1970s, and my mum thought nothing about taking down my trousers and pants (or those of my little brother) when she considered we … Read more

Black bottomed girl

I met Omolade [name changed – Ed] at university – we were both studying history of art at Cambridge. She was Nigerian and her mother was a quite prominent diplomat. … Read more

The fight about the car

When I was young, I got my bottom spanked by my mother pretty regularly. She kept a paddle for her children’s bare behinds and wasn’t afraid to use it. One … Read more

Chatterbox chastised

I was a real chatterbox in school, particularly during my primary years, and my talking in class frequently got me into trouble with teachers. One day, when I was in … Read more

Asking for it

During the early 70s in London, I was part of a hard-core group of six children who gathered regularly on the edge of the park, though sometimes our numbers swelled … Read more

Too hot to handle

One morning, when I was 10 years old, I had a school test I hadn’t revised for. My lack of application to my school work had already been the source … Read more

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