The stolen keyring
I wonder how many of your correspondents have experienced real, thorough discipline that has lead to real change? I was 11 when I went into foster care and met Auntie … Read more
Reports day
Nowadays, the arrival of school report cards is much less of an occasion than in the past. I know from experience with my own family that parents today have so … Read more
Spanking in context
I don’t know how many of your readers will be familiar with the term ‘Third Culture Kids’ (or TCKs for short). Basically, it refers to people growing up in one … Read more
The headmistress, part I
Editor’s note: About three years ago, I had the pleasure of meeting Miss Walters [real name] at a family gathering, where she was a guest of another member of my … Read more
An intimate moment
I grew up in the 1950s in midwest America and, as you might imagine, the spanking of naughty children was commonplace. From an early age, whenever I saw a spanking … Read more
Ballet lesson spankings
Like many little girls, I had dreams of becoming a ballerina and so from a very early age, I pestered my parents for ballet lessons. By the time I was … Read more
Four sore bottoms
I got spanked four times when I was a girl. What follows is an account of each of these punishments. The first one happened when I was five years old. … Read more
And mother makes two…
Like most of your readers, I am fascinated by spanking. My first proper girlfriend (we were 16 and 17 at the time, respectively) still got the occasional spanking from her … Read more
A point of contention
Your story from Ben, entitled Life with the Turners, reminded me of my own childhood. I grew up in New Jersey, and my mom and dad were pretty damn cool. … Read more
Jenny and her children
I am now quite an elderly gentleman. However, my thoughts often stray back to the late 1960s, when I was in my early 20s. Like most children of that time, I … Read more
Four generations
My father James was raised in a Christian orphanage in the 1930s and 1940s. He was evacuated during the Second World War alongside all the other children, and so lived … Read more
A double helping
Reading your recent story about the school secretary gave me a flashback to when I and my brother were paddled in the school office – with my mother handing out … Read more
The Canadian way
I am pleased to have found the courage to finally tell you my own story. In Canada, schools used the strap – but it wasn’t like the leather ones used … Read more
Brought up right
Growing up in Missouri, I got spanked pretty much every day – but then, so did all the other children around me. Mostly, the spanking would be of the most … Read more
Life with the Turners
My name is Ben. I was born in 1971 and spent a lot of my childhood in the foster care system until I was finally adopted at the age of … Read more
Care home life
I received an email recently from a gentleman we’ll call Mark. Mark wrote: “After my father Stanley died in 2008, I found among his effects the following document which may … Read more
Best teacher ever
I want to pay tribute to a lady whom I consider the best teacher ever. I will call her Mrs Turner for the sake of this story, though as he … Read more
Canings in the lounge
My parents were very strict, and my father in particular was a firm believer in the maxim of ‘spare the rod and spoil the child’. When I was a naughty … Read more
Reward – and punishment
I was talking with some friends recently about how we were all raised. We talked about both positive reinforcement and spanking, and I recalled an incident, when I was 11, … Read more
Swats a-plenty
Many years ago now, I spent a year working in a school office as an assistant secretary. One of the duties of that job was to be a witness for corporal punishment … Read more
Those who love spankings
When I was in my early teens, one day I found myself in my parents’ bedroom, idly rooting around in their dressing table, not looking for anything in particular. What … Read more
The fascination of thrashings
I was born in 1956 in Staffordshire, the third of four children. My older sisters, Patricia and Jane, are eight and 11 years older than me, while my younger brother … Read more
Sore bottom in a caravan
When I was nearly 12 years old, our family rented a caravan on a holiday park near Torquay in the south west of England. There was Mum and Dad, myself … Read more
Tanning for a shoplifter
I came from a mixed family background – my mum is African and my dad, who I never knew, is English. Before my mum got ill and I was taken … Read more
The Christmas party
This is the story of a wonderful party my parents threw one Christmas 20 years ago. I would have just turned 10 years old at the time. Mum and Dad … Read more
Girls and boys
In most of the stories I have read on your excellent site, I notice that in most of the families mentioned, both girls and boys are subject to the same … Read more
Love and the single mom (audio)
In his quest to find a new relationship after his marriage broke down, Brian came into contact with several single mothers – many of whom had no compunction about resorting … Read more
Wet and warm (audio)
Valerie’s rather unusual childhood phobia of using the toilet outside of her own home once landed her with a wet bottom and a sound spanking from her mother – and … Read more
Revelation of discipline (audio)
Contributor Julian describes an unlikely close encounter with parental discipline when he popped into the toilets of a motorway services to empty his bladder…
From spank to wank
I grew up in an Irish Catholic family with two sisters, one a year older and one a year younger than myself. My father was a police officer while mother … Read more
An inevitable submission
Growing up through the 1990s in the UK, I became a huge fan of all things wrestling. I am of course referring to modern WWE bouts rather than the vintage … Read more
An old hand
By the time I turned 16, I must have smacked more bottoms than many mothers do during a decade of parenting – and what’s more, rather shamefully, I enjoyed every … Read more
Paying for pleasure
I grew up with two brothers who were older than I was. At the time of this incident I would be 14 and my brothers 16 and 17 respectively. Spanking was … Read more
Making a ‘proper’ job of it
I grew up in a small, very conservative town in Cumbria, England in the 1980s, and most of the children living there got very regular spankings. In my own house, … Read more
Water, sand and fire
As I wrote in my first memory for Maman, my three sisters (one older, two younger) and I grew up in a loving household with frequent spankings, mainly from our … Read more
Love and the single mom
I’m not entirely sure at what age my interest in spanking transformed from one of boyish practical avoidance of pain to a deep interest in the implements, the ritual and … Read more