Revenge is sweet

At the time of writing this, I’m 32 years old, and I have a sister who is two years older than myself. Dad left us when we were both young … Read more

Given the treatment

By the time I was 12 (in the late 1970s), I no longer considered myself to be a child, although of course legally I was. I was in my second year of secondary … Read more

The spoon for respect

Although my four kids were generally well behaved, as a stay-at-home mom of four I had to make sure they knew I was serious about respect and discipline. My twin boys … Read more

The birthday party

I was very much looking forward to attending my cousin Graham’s 12th birthday party – he was almost a year older than me. Mum dropped me off with instructions to … Read more

At the end of the day

In the early 2000s, my cousin Francis was headmaster of a large private boys school in Kenya. Although we were thick as thieves as boys, we hadn’t seen each other … Read more

Who gets the cane?

Every morning after registration, we all had to go to the hall for assembly. When we were all gathered, the headmistress would enter and take the stage. It was usually … Read more

Still not too old

Many women spend lots of money on products to make them look younger – not me! Even though I’m now 32, married with two children (aged 10 and eight respectively), … Read more

The American dream

During the summer of 1988, I spent a few weeks in London on business. One day, on the Tube between Gloucester Road and Piccadilly Circus, I noticed a beautiful woman whose face … Read more

Fantasy versus reality

By the time I was in my mid teens, I had a full-on fetish about spanking. As I’ve mentioned before on Maman, even just talking about corporal punishment, or overhearing … Read more

Passing on the straps

In my last story, I related how my eldest daughter Katherine and her husband decided they would be spanking parents – and how I overheard the first smack-bottom for their … Read more

Foster family life

I was born in Wimbledon in 1933. It was heaven – I went to a lovely local school, in which kindness was everywhere and fighting and bullying were strictly against the … Read more

The bully and my bottom

By the age of 14, I was attending a private boys school which was quite strict and traditional in its approach to discipline – including corporal punishment. Every day, the … Read more

Matching the crime

I grew up mostly in the 1970s in the Yorkshire region of the UK, a time when smacking and corporal punishment were still very much the norm for misbehaved children. … Read more

On the bus home

A while back I wrote to explaining how, as an early teen, I negotiated with my mother to exchange a two-week ‘grounding’ for a smacked bottom so that I could … Read more

A memorable birthday

I come from a conservative Indian household, where physical affection such as hugs and cuddles – even for the children – was always rare. Another big ‘no no’ in our … Read more

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