A dirty business (audio)

In this extract from her now discontinued blog The Spanking Mum, Louise discusses the pros and cons of spanking in the process of toilet training. As always in these extracts, … Read more

Between the aisles

Editor’s note: This contribution was originally emailed to Maman in 2002. I know that in this permissive day and age, many of your readers might think spanking of children is … Read more

School and home

I was 16 years old, late in my sophomore year of high school. It was the early 1990s. I went to a school that paddled fairly regularly – not at … Read more

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

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