The price of lateness
When I was in my late teens, I traveled to Jamaica with my mother and younger sister to visit my aunt, who worked in the tour… more
Bad marks – and bottom marks
I’ve noticed that there are quite a few of your correspondents from single parent families, and I am another, as m… more
A memorable family visit
When I was 13 years old, we had a family holiday in the West of England. On one of these days, it was decided that my dad would … more
Sink or swim
Mother was the disciplinarian in our household of three children. My brother was three years older, and my sister three … more
Over to mom
When I was growing up, mom seldom spanked me. It’s possible she did when I was younger but by the time I was eight or s… more
The age of innocence?
When I was nearly 15, I got quite friendly with a boy who lived just down the street from me. He was only 12, and I liked the wa… more
Provoking a smacking
This memory comes from the early 1960s, when I was 11 years old. Because my father had died early, when I was just eight, my … more
A treat for my sister
One evening, when I was 11 years old, both my parents had to work late, and so I was left in the care of my sister Rebeca, who i… more
The allure of the cane
This story comes from the early 80s, when I was about 19 and fresh back from uni for the summer break. To earn a bit of pocket … more
Maid for spanking
Now the long summer holidays are once again upon us, I thought your readers might like to hear about a day back in the early … more
The way to do it
When I was 16 and my brother 17, my grandmother came for an extended visit. She was nice to have around but was clearly a no… more
Sore daughter
I was an only child in a middle class family. My parents weren’t particularly strict, but believed in a firm set of … more
Knicker thief
People who grew up in Scotland will probably remember that the idea of a boy wearing school knickers, while not an everyd… more
More fundamentalist memories
I was interested to read the accounts by your contributor Matt about his time in the house church movement in the UK. I was … more
A lesson learned
Hello again. My wife Sara has insisted that since I shared one of her stories with you in an earlier post, I should balance … more
Mrs Watson’s house (audio)
Nigel recalls how his mother, despairing of bringing her growing son under control, resorted to taking him to see a reti… more
My mother’s infidelity (audio)
Portugese contributor Davi remembers the day he played truant from school – and the unforgettable scenes he witnessed … more
A sense of submission
This story comes from my early teens, when I attended a well-respected private school in the Indian city where I lived. M… more
Pain and shame at school
When I was about 16, myself and three of my friends (another girl and two boys) snuck away from school and went to the local … more
Bare butt hunting
I’m the product of the Bible Belt of the 1990s, and even by that time spanking was a common, everyday occurrence. N… more
Sore under my knickers
I am most definitely an old lady now – my childhood was during the 50s – but I still look back with fondness at those halcyon … more
The redhead’s mistake
I love the spanking accounts on here, and the fact that they are clearly not fantasy. I’m sharing this, my own sto… more
House group memories, part I
During the mid-1980s I was a member of an evangelical house church in the north of the UK. The church had very conservativ… more
House group memories, part II
In my previous post, I recounted how my membership of an evangelical church in the 1980s led to a couple of ‘close e… more
A word out of place
I hail from a poor, mostly black neighbourhood in Illinois, and attended school in the 70s. When I was 11 years old, we had … more
Living with Aunt Elle
My mother had a lifelong drug addition and when I was 10 years old she was sent to jail for a long time for possession. Obvi… more
An enduring shame
I think we’ve all done things wrong as children (and maybe adults too) that we’re really ashamed of, even i… more
Waiting for my husband
Thank you for a wonderful website. I particularly liked your recent story from the lady who is in a domestic discipline r… more
A spark of interest
My interest in spanking goes back a long way, in fact back to one fateful November evening in the mid-1980s, when I was 11 y… more
Now or bedtime?
I’m a big fan of your website, as it transports me back to my own childhood and to my years as a mother actively disci… more
Mrs Watson’s house
I was brought up in the early 1970s by my mum on her own – my dad died in an industrial accident when I was just two years old, a… more
Conflicting emotions, part II
In my first contribution to your web site, I described how I found myself dealing with some rather troubling and conflic… more
Without a prayer
For all children, and perhaps especially boys, bottoms are a source of endless mirth and amusement. So maybe it’s not so … more
A dose of the spoon
As with many of your contributors, I too have had a life-long fascination with spanking. My earliest memories are from f… more
The unseen audience
I grew up in Motherwell, central Scotland, in an era (60s/70s) where the belt was still used in schools as a punishment … more