Flat tyres, sore backsides
Growing up in the 80s in Scotland, it was still quite common to get spanked when naughty and my own mum was a firm believer in a well smacked bottom. … Read more
Mothers
Becoming a spanking dad
Twenty-five years ago, I made a decision that shocked my parents, relatives and friends. It was a decision that has had long-reaching – and, in my view, mostly positive – … Read more
Equality for brothers
I won’t bore everyone rigid with how I came to find the Maman website, but let’s just say I came the long way round. I’m not sexually interested in the subject but I … Read more
A line-up for paddling
I was born in the 70s and raised in the 80s – a time in the American midwest when corporal punishment was still common in schools and parents were all … Read more
A good reason to spank
In the latter years of the 20th century, spanking as a means of disciplining children was out of favour, including in my own home, and I knew only a couple … Read more
One of the gang at last
My wife and I found the Maman site, and as a result we had quite a long conversation about spanking and read a few stories together, which was fun. We chose … Read more
A case of honour
My parents were diplomats from Spain who would take me all around Europe throughout my childhood before finally moving back to Spain when I was 12. I spent the first … Read more
Broken lamp, sore bottom
When I was eight years old, I spent part of the long school summer holiday with my maternal grandparents. I loved spending time with them – but I also knew … Read more
A little bit of drama
Before I was born, my mum and dad were involved in amateur theatre – in fact, its how they met. I wasn’t smacked for punishment at home, and the cane, … Read more
The American way
In 1987, I was given the exciting news that our family was to travel to Colorado. As a 12-year-old boy I automatically thought this meant a trip to Disneyland. I … Read more
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 would take us into her room, sit … Read more
A gesture of discipline
The most trouble any of our daughters got into at school was when our youngest, Andrea, was suspended for three days. Andi was by no means habitually the naughtiest of … Read more
The girls and the hairbrush
I was born in Columbia (but moved to Spain with my family when I was 14) – this story comes from 1977, when I was just eight years old. On … Read 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. Actually, he didn’t need to … Read more
Leg smackings from Mum
Although my mother was certainly not above smacking me when I was a naughty little girl, unlike most children I generally didn’t get the punishment on my bottom. Instead, I … Read 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 scan it and share it with you in … Read more
Spanking in five acts
Prologue If anyone should ever ask me what my earliest memory is, I simply recall receiving a basic train set one Christmas – I would have been five years old. … Read 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 pants then pull down … Read more
Headspace: What did Mummy say?
Just imagine – you’re no longer an adult but once again a small child. You’re standing in front of your mother, and boy is she mad with you! What follows … Read 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 on … Read 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 were given, from swats with the hand to a switching … Read more
Whacks and water
After reading about school punishments in some recent postings it is time for me to come out of the woodwork and report my own experience from high school. I was … Read more
The box of magazines
I was born in Italy at the beginning of the 1980s. By that time spanking’s popularity had begun to wane with parents. Certainly it wasn’t really talked about, and you … Read 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 would enjoy reading about it. It certainly proved very … Read more
Boot camp for girls
In the summer of 1978, at the age of 11, I spent what should have been my school holiday at a ‘boot camp’ for wayward girls. I’d been spanked before, … Read more
An unfulfilled desire
My childhood memories of spanking are not happy ones – but not because of corporal punishment, rather the lack of it. My parents didn’t smack and until I started I … Read 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 probably not as hard as many … Read 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 own family that parents today have so … Read more
Spanking in context
I don’t know how many of your readers will be familiar with the term ‘Third Culture Kids’ (or TCKs for short). Basically, it refers to people growing up in one … Read more
Four sore bottoms
I got spanked four times when I was a girl. What follows is an account of each of these punishments. The first one happened when I was five years old. … Read more
And mother makes two…
Like most of your readers, I am fascinated by spanking. My first proper girlfriend (we were 16 and 17 at the time, respectively) still got the occasional spanking from her … Read more
A point of contention
Your story from Ben, entitled Life with the Turners, reminded me of my own childhood. I grew up in New Jersey, and my mom and dad were pretty damn cool. … Read more
Jenny and her children
I am now quite an elderly gentleman. However, my thoughts often stray back to the late 1960s, when I was in my early 20s. Like most children of that time, I … Read 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 alongside all the other children, and so lived … Read more
A double helping
Reading your recent story about the school secretary gave me a flashback to when I and my brother were paddled in the school office – with my mother handing out … Read more