Brought to the brink

I think I got the odd slap from my mum when I was a toddler, but from primary school days onwards, I never felt her hand again… more

A summer of spankings

I’m an old decrepit guy now but I grew up in the Southern US during the early 1960s when raising children was quite a … more

My aunt’s milk

When I was five years old, my mother had to go into hospital for a couple of days for some minor surgery. Rather than try to c… more

Training for motherhood

I was already nearly eight years old when my little brother arrived. That being the case, I got to know his body with some i… more

Spanking in the sauna

Back in the 1980s, I worked for a Finnish company as its UK manager. One year, the company was holding a big conference at i… more

In praise of the switch

I enjoy reading the stories on your site, but I do notice that very few of them mention the use of a switch for disciplining … more

The outside toilet

When I was a little boy, my mother would often ‘park’ me at her own mum’s house. By the time of this sto… more

Smacked by the daily

I was raised in quite a middle class English family during the 1960s and although we weren’t hugely well off, we di… more

An early start

I grew up in quite a strict family, and spankings were a regular part of discipline. Use of the parental hand began around … more

Smacks, canings and enemas

As a little boy, I was taken across the lap by my governess quite often and smacked on the bare bottom. I had ambivalent fee… more

The brown submarine

As a mum, the most memorable spanking I ever gave one of my children is in many ways the one I’m still most ashamed of… more

Bathed by the babysitter

My parents hardly ever used the services of a babysitter as I grew up. Generally, if they had to be somewhere I couldnR… more

Uncovering the past

About two years after I had married my wife Barbara, my work transferred me from my native Scotland to a new role in the sou… more

No refuge at Granny’s

This is the story of the day I ran away from home. I did so trying to escape a sore bottom – but ended up not sitting comfortab… more

Up my sister’s skirt

By the age of 12, my hormones were starting to have a big effect on my behaviour and my interest in girls was on the rise – lit… more

The model aeroplane

For my seventh birthday, among my presents from my parents was an Airfix model kit of a Spitfire, perhaps the most iconic … more

The sandpaper block

My dad had an unusual approach to discipline when it came to his two daughters. My big sister and I were never spanked, but … more

A good smack

A few years back, I was waiting in a bank waiting for an interview with the manager. Also waiting was a young mother with tw… more

The third landing

When I tell people I was brought up in Paris, many have a mistaken idea of a very romantic upbringing! Naturally, the trut… more

The hunt for a sore bottom

When I was about 10 or 11, I became best mates with a boy named Nick [all names changed – Ed]. We were a pair of happy-go-luck… more

Under their clothes

As a confirmed smacking mum, one aspect of family discipline which always use to amuse me somewhat was the fact that if th… more

Their first time: Helen

In another of our series of conversations with mothers about their child’s first ever spanking, we talk to Helenmore

Spanking at the vicarage

I was brought up in a very ordinary middle class family in a Lancashire village during the 1970s. My dad had a good job as a s… more

Their first time: Denise

A child’s first spanking is a memorable occasion not only for the recipient, but also the parent administering it. Some more

Mum’s bedside table

By the time I was 13, I was becoming more and more aware of sexual matters – but one day, that natural curiosity landed me in … more

Love – and the cane

Although I now live and work in the UK, I was brought up in the Philippines by a very loving, but strict, mother. My father t… more

The knickers inspection

I went to a private girls school during the late 1950s/early 60s in the south of England. It was a very well thought-of est… more

The Smacking Chair

When I was in my early 30s, myself and a friend opened our own nursery in New Zealand, looking after children from babies t… more

Mum steps into the breach

Both my parents were firm believers in corporal punishment, and I got my first spanking as a toddler from my mum. These pu… more

The cry room

When I was growing up in the 1980s, our local church was a busy hive of both older folk and young families. Among the facili… more

Nailed-on guilt

One day, when I was about six years old, I went round to play at my friend Sabrina’s house. We were close as sisters a… more

Pants down, legs up

As a mum raising two daughters during the 1980s, I was certainly no stranger to smacking bottoms when it was needed. I dem… more

An object lesson

By the time I was 14, I was living with my mom in a relatively poor suburb of Philadelphia. Our apartment block was fairly t… more

They pulled out a plum…

When I was growing up, in the 1980s, there lived on the edge of the village a character we knew as ‘Farmer Jenkins&#… more

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