Red Bottom Club

When I was a little girl, I was absolutely obsessed with The Little Mermaid. I’ve totally lost count of how many times I watched that film (my mother, on the … Read more

When I was about eight years old, I went around to my friend Linda’s house to play one day during the school holidays. It was a glorious sunny afternoon, so … Read more

I knew from an early age that I liked other boys, and thought myself homosexual until well into my late teens, when I overcame a lot of my awkwardness and … Read more

I was 13, and I had discovered the joys of masturbation. And like many boys who experience this epiphany, I got rather addicted to the activity. At one point, not … Read more

My dad ran off with another woman when we, his children, were quite young. With no support, Mom had no choice but to work a couple of jobs and we … Read more

When I was ten years old, my parents won a raffle for a short weekend break in Cornwall. Unfortunately, it was only for two adults so something had to be … Read more

I hadn’t been married to my second wife for long when we went to stay with her grandmother for a few days. We lived in the north of England and … Read more

My birth mother died in a car accident when I was just three years old, so for many years it was just me and my dad. Then, when I was … Read more

Growing up in Mexico during the 1980s, the most common discipline tool amongst mothers was undoubtedly la chancla – a flip-flop or light sandal. In Latin America, la chancla has … Read more

I’m somewhat old-fashioned in my ways, so when our only child Orlando was born, there was no question that he would find himself over my knee at various times while … Read more

When I was six years old, my primary school teacher was a Mrs Mason. She was a young, attractive lady with shoulder-length brown hair, parted in the centre. Mrs Mason … Read more

I was born in Taiwan and my upbringing there during the 1980s was very typical for the times, particularly when it came to matters of domestic discipline. My mother bought … Read more

I come from quite a privileged family, and as my parents were both busy professionals it was only natural that they would engage a nanny for their three children. Unlike … Read more

My parents didn’t smack very often – my sister and I were raised in the 80s, when spanking was becoming rather unfashionable – but occasionally they did take decisive action, … Read more

I enjoy reading the memories posted on your website, especially those involving the cane, a punishment implement with which I have a long connection. Unusually among your posters, however, I … Read more

I was one of the first from our British primary school to go to a middle school, when the system changed in the late 1970s – previously, you stayed on … Read more

The year was 1975, and I was six years old. I had been disruptive in class for most of the morning and Mrs Taylor, my teacher, had clearly had enough. … Read more

When I was six or seven years old (I can’t remember exactly when), I ‘borrowed’ my mother’s camera and played around with it for a while. It was a simple … Read more

My parents split up when I was very young – my mother ran off with a friend of my dad’s, and after about six months they went off together to … Read more

I was nine years old, and for the second time in about a month, I hadn’t done my homework. Even now as we sat down in class, I was somehow … Read more

When I was 10 years old, I began attending a girls’ school in the west of Ireland which, like many at the time, was run by nuns as part of … Read more

Although I now live in London, I was actually born in Hong Kong and raised there during the 1980s. My parents, who are both Chinese, were pretty strict with me … Read more

It was the autumn of 1972, and as you will see, I have no problem remembering or confirming the date. That summer I had turned 13 and considered myself quite … Read more

My mother died very suddenly when my younger sister and I were quite young (I was six and my little sister Pamela was barely a year old). Our dad was … Read more

Spankings began quite early for me – I have a vivid memory of being barely three and being taken upstairs by my father for a dose of the slipper. The … Read more

When I was a little boy, we had a black maid called Ella, who was ‘the help’ around our house. Even back then (I’m talking early 1960s), Ella was quite … Read more

Helen was a right little chatterbox during her early school years – and one day the habit earned her a soundly smacked bottom from her teacher, as she recalls here…

Eamon recalls the box of spanking implements his mother kept for himself and his sister, and describes their use when they misbehaved!

This is the story of the last proper spanking I got as a girl – I was 12 years old and this was in the early 1970s. I should explain … Read more

It might sound a bit arrogant to say this, but I was generally a very well-behaved child. Of course, I could be naughty like any other little boy, but generally … Read more

Those of you who grew up in the UK during the 70s and 80s will almost certainly remember the Keep Britain Tidy campaign, along with its slogan: “Don’t be a … Read more

Kids today don’t know they’re born – I grew up in Ireland during the 1970s, when no mother had any trouble in smacking bottoms when their children misbehaved! At our … Read more

We had some very good family friends who we visited quite often at their home in Yorkshire – they had children of roughly the same age as my elder brother … Read more

When I was nine years old, I was sent to a preparatory school in the north west of England. It was impressed upon me by my parents just how much … Read more

When Louise was at teaching training college, the first bottom she ended up smacking was ironically not one of her pupils – but that of her younger brother Craig.

I am a child of the 60s, and so not surprisingly when I was a naughty little boy, my mother had little compunction about baring my bottom and putting me … Read more