Mothers
From all sides
I thought you might like to hear about the origins of my own particular spanking fetish, which has been fuelled by experiences on all sides of the equation. It began, … Read more
A change in policy
When I was growing up in the 1950s and 60s, parents did not hesitate to scold their children publicly, or even spank them. I have many memories of mothers walking … Read more
Mother and son intimacy
As a boy growing up in the 50s, I was used to getting the slipper from my father, as I suspect were many other children of that tie. The punishment … Read more
Smacked in the name of God
I grew up in what would now be called a cult – there was strict dress, non-mainstream schooling, extreme entanglement with the church and little outside influence. I am an … Read more
A childhood of smacking
I’d like to relay some smacking memories from my own childhood – for the sake of anonymity, I’ll refer to myself as ‘Bobby’ if you don’t mind. Although a girl, … Read more
Dealing with a thief
Around the age of seven, in 1986, I went through a patch of stealing. Mum and dad were deeply honest people and naturally found my habit disgusting. I remember that … Read more
Two kinds of warmth
My name is Aahan, I am a 42-year-old Indian-English man. I live in Birmingham now, having spent my childhood split between Mumbai, London and Portsmouth. My parents are both Indian … Read more
Double trouble over workbook
I previously wrote about how I almost got spanked in kindergarten for something I didn’t do. I was a really well-behaved child and didn’t have another run in with official … Read more
The mark on the chair
My great grandmother used to watch me one afternoon a week at her house after my half-day of kindergarten was over – this was in the early 1970s. I used … Read more
My spanking history
Thank you for your website and all you do to preserve spanking history – I am a long-term reader and thought it was about time I contributed myself. Mum and … Read more
A brush with CP
I have an older brother and a younger sister, and of the three of us, I got spanked the most by quite a considerable margin. On the ‘sore bottoms table’ … Read more
Punish bottoms, not minds
One aspect of spankings few people mention when discussing childhood discipline is the element of panic. It swallowed me as soon as I knew I was getting a spanking. I’d … Read more
Insight into the past
I am not a fetishist – I’m not ‘kinky’ and not naturally aroused by spanking. My husband, however, is – something I didn’t get to know about until the first … Read more
A close-run thing
I grew up in the 1970s and early 1980s, when corporal punishment was a normal part of kids’ lives. When I was little, my stepmother had no problem planting a … Read more
Family spanking therapy
I’ve been reading Maman for years, and was happily surprised to see your post about troubled teen schools. I didn’t go to one but my family went thru family therapy … Read more
Red slips, red bottoms
In some ways, you could say that it was pretty inevitable that a dyed-in-the-wool spanko such as myself would end up being educated at a socially extreme school. I was … Read more
Truly an own goal
I had been saving my pocket money forever, and finally the big day arrived – I had enough money for a new football. It had a black and white hexagons … Read more
A singular spanking
I only got one spanking as a kid that I really remember, and that was when I was seven years old. This was back in 1988 – my mom and … Read more
Smacking in the family
I’m a long-time reader, first-time writer! Thank you very much for the website you run. My parents were both smacked as children, and they in turn smacked me and my … Read more
Spankings on set
I’m a moderately successful former child star, what you might call a ‘Class B’ actress – background work, a few lines here and there, one or two guest star appearances. … Read more
Little brother’s comeuppance
I grew up in the 2000s, and by that time I don’t think spanking was really that popular among parents – certainly not the archetypal underpants down, over-the-knee punishments, at … Read more
Upping the stakes
When I was growing up, my father was around only periodically, leaving my mother to raise me and my siblings by herself, with frankly more help from neighbours and friends … Read more
Hot weather hidings
The recent very hot weather in England reminded me of a summer spanking I had to give to two of my daughters. It was a baking hot Saturday and hubby … Read more
A tradition of family discipline
I would like share some thoughts and life experiences with you. I am a mother of two daughters in their mid-20s. I raised the girls on my own after being … Read more
Mum’s little secret?
I am convinced that spanking fetishism is genetic, or at least partially so. My sister Marianne and I are both spankos – we discovered our joint interest when we were … Read more
Careful what you wish for!
I only found the Maman site a few days ago and have been reading the posts avidly each evening since, when I have some time on my own to enjoy … Read more
Two shocking spankings
I was looking something up online when the title of a story on this site popped up as a suggestion. I was somewhat taken aback but returned later to read … Read more
A paddling, plus
When I was growing up, it didn’t matter how old you were – if you lived under our parents’ roof, you were still subject to their rules and punishments. No … Read more
The Big Girl Strap
In an earlier story, I described how our three daughters – Katherine, Lizzy and Andrea – had a very clear rule set out for them regarding corporal punishment in school. … Read more
Fundamentally sore bottoms
I grew up in a fundamentalist Christian sect, and from a very early age I knew I was interested in spanking. It wasn’t until after I left that I understood … Read more
An early starter
I discovered the joys of spanking at the grand old age of four and a half. My grandparents lived a short walk from our home, taking us all by surprise … Read more
Two hard lessons
One day when I was 16, I got into serious trouble at school. The punishment was usually a trip to the coaches’ office for a dose of the paddle. That would … Read more
Waiting for the cane
I was about 16 years old when I stayed at my aunt’s house for a month during the summer. My parents had to travel to South America on business so my … Read more
School, then home
My husband and I both come from a military background, where we learned the importance of discipline, responsibility and obedience – so it was probably inevitable that we would be … Read more
Learning about boys
My sister and I were routinely spanked by my mother. She would strip us of all clothing and put us over her knee and go to work with a hairbrush until … Read more