My new neighbour
When I was eight years old, we had new neighbours move in during a pretty hot summer. A fairly young mom and dad with a daughter around a year older … Read more
Red Bottom Club
Hints, threats and reality
Like so many of us perusing this website, I have been obsessed with spanking since I was a pre-adolescent, and I am always keeping one eye to my kink ‘radar’ … Read more
Must try harder
Many of you have been kind enough to ask for some information about my own background, and whether I was subject to corporal punishment as a child – which indeed … Read more
Two fights, two spankings
I read with interest Jaycee’s story When Girls Fight. When I was 10 ,my father and the next-door neighbour’s husband both ran off with two ‘cute young things’, meaning my mother … Read more
Two losses of dignity
Unfortunately, as a child I was prone to bathroom accidents. Even as an adult, it’s a rare month that passes without me having an accident. Now I can kind of … Read more
A witness to the hairbrush
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I am quite a bit younger than most of your other contributors. And when I was young, I was sure that my sister … Read more
McKenzie’s bare bottom
When I was 11 years old, my parents sent me to a Catholic private boys school in the North East of England – although it was partly a boarding school, … Read more
My ‘second mother’ – and the strap
I was at a beach house with a friend, staying with a woman and her daughter whom I looked on as being virtually like a second mother and a sister. My … Read more
The other half of the deal
Following on from my (somewhat nervously submitted) first posting to this fantastic site, I felt it was finally time to relate the second half of the story. Those who have … Read more
A virtually bare smacking
I’ve mentioned before that I grew up mostly in the 1970s in Yorkshire, and that smacking and other corporal punishment was still commonplace at home and at school. I thought … Read more
Taking one for the team
In 1984, I was 12 years old and attending secondary school. I was seldom in trouble, and fully expected to get through my five years without experiencing corporal punishment at … Read more
A lesson in respect
I’ve already related a few of my childhood spanking experiences here on Maman and (as you might have picked up on) quite a few of them were at the hands … Read more
A taste of Dad’s slipper
My name is Mireia, and I come from Altafulla in Spain. My childhood stretched from the 70s to the early 90s, and I grew up in a loving household with … Read more
The unexpected lesson
I still remember that sweltering summer afternoon, when even the air seemed to hang languid. I was 12, my brother Leo was eight. Our parents had gone out for dinner, … Read more
Through testing times
I’d been in about eight different foster homes by the time I was 14. The newest was in Kent, and like all the previous ones I had a foster mother but no foster father – since this … Read more
Beach baby’s come-uppance
In 1986, when I was 12 years old, our family went on vacation to North Myrtle Beach in South Carolina. We had a place right on the shore and it … Read more
Sister’s maintenance spankings
This story goes back to the 1990s. Our parents raised a large family along very traditional Christian lines. We were not allowed TV or internet, and all us children were … Read more
Caught with my pants down
As I have related in other stories which have already appeared on Maman, I was certainly no stranger to a well-smacked bottom – usually administered by my mum – when … Read more
The price of deceit, part III
After I had rubbed my sore bottom for a minute or so, Mrs Taylor ordered me to put my hands back behind my head. “Well, Robert, normally, at this point, … Read more
Learning about spankings
My dad’s brother, Uncle Mark, and his wife Carol lived next door to us when I was growing up. They had two children, my cousins Evan and his little sister … Read more
The price of deceit, part II
After my sound slippering from Mum that night, you may well imagine that the next morning I woke with my stomach rumbling in dreaded anticipation of what was still to … Read more
Mum tries to lance the boil
I have long been obsessed with the subject of corporal punishment – specifically, being spanked in a motherly, matronly way, over the knee with a slipper. This obsession began quite … Read more
The fantasy becomes real
Unusually, as a child of the 60s, I never received corporal punishment as a boy – but that didn’t stop me being obsessed with bottoms! Even at an early age, … Read more
When girls fight
Many decades ago, I went to a mixed-sex primary school until I was 11, when I was sent to an all-girls school. I loved my primary school because the discipline was … Read more
Tears in a Florida hotel
I’ll be absolutely up front – I’ve been a ‘spanko’ since I was a teenager. Quite why, I’m not really sure, as my parents very rarely smacked me and I … Read more
Copying leads to caning
Reading your stories here provoked has memories of my own spankings and canings as I grew up in my little town in northern England – memories and feelings that helped … Read more
The price of deceit: part I
My twin sister and I were born in the mid 1950s, a time when a smacked bottom at home for either of us and corporal punishment in school was not … Read more
A nun learns how to spank
This story goes back to my days in grade school on the US east coast, in the late 1960s. I was attending a public school which was, literally, across the … Read more
Mom gets a job – and so do I
My mom and dad divorced after a long and bitter battle, leaving my brother and I are living with her. Dad had moved to another city so Mom had to … Read more
Waiting for my turn
My dad died when I was just four, and my little brother Philip two years younger still. Just before this happened, my maternal grandfather had also passed suddenly, so it … Read more
Hotting up after bathtime
One of my earliest sexual encounters was with a girl of a couple of years older than me. I was a semi-frequent visitor to her house. Luckily for me, her mom … Read more
Running out of road
I remember with crystal clarity the day I got my first spanking in school – and my teacher’s exact words as she took me to be punished. I was in … Read more
Paddlings cross-country
I’ve already shared with you how my father began to take his family across America in search of work. By the time I was seven years old, Dad had a … Read more
Tied up and spanked
The games children play when left to their own devices can be fascinating, to say the least. This is a story about one such game. Growing up, our Mom and … Read more
A Little bit of discipline
I was born in Virginia, but when the time I was six and my brother David three, my dad wasn’t having much luck finding work, so he packed us all … Read more
Those ‘not so happy’ days
I went to a public school in the late 1940s/early 50s, where corporal punishment of some sort was guaranteed for any misbehaviour, no matter how trivial. Having never been spanked … Read more