A second dose

In my previous contribution to Maman, I wrote before about how my friend and I fantasised about being spanked by our respective mothers, and how one day, that fantasy came … Read more

After my spankings

I wasn’t a particularly naughty child, but growing up in the 1980s I still got my fair share of smacked bottoms when my behaviour failed to meet my parents’ expectations. … Read more

The same fantasy

I grew up in New York in the late 50s and early 60s, at a time when many African-American mothers – including my own – had moved up there from … Read more

When birthdays go wrong

As the kind people at Maman were kind enough to publish my first story, I have followed up with my second effort – to be honest, I didn’t realise there … Read more

Mothers Talking: Helena

Around 13 years ago, Maman spoke to Helena, a Midwest mother-of-one whose daughter was seven years old at the time. Both Helena and her daughter’s name have been changed, as … Read more

Nurturing my fetish (audio)

An anonymous contributor, now in her 60s, describes life as a ‘military brat’ – and how a fascination with spanking blossomed into sexual feelings as she reached puberty.

The spanking I forgot

Here in the southern US states, spanking is – even now – pretty much a routine part of family life. The children misbehave, their parents punish and correct them. I … Read more

Dealt with by Brenda

From quite a young age, I had this all-consuming desire for a woman I knew had punished her children with spankings to discipline me in the same way. I’m not … Read more

In the line-up

When I had just turned 10, my dad – who was a salesman – one a prize at his company for best performance of the year, and as a result … Read more

The best present of all

Pretty early on in my life, I became aware that I liked women’s laps. I remember leaning against any female legs, hoping for that special moment that I might find … Read more

The cane makes its mark

The first time I received the cane was at my Aunt Evelyn’s house when I was 15. She lived at the edge of a woods, where I would play with her … Read more

Big girls do cry

When I was 17, I received special permission to attend a girlfriend’s birthday that would get me home past my normal curfew. My parents gave me permission because my friend’s father … Read more

A dream comes true

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been fascinated with spanking. I would come up with plans in my head to somehow get a spanking from my mum or … Read more

A spanking for confidence

Over the years, my husband has occasionally threatened to smack my bottom. It usually leads to a bit of a chase, ending with a playful smack or three and invariably … Read more

Another side of Mum

I remember it like it was yesterday – how could I forget? Our family – Mum and Dad, myself and my younger brother – had moved into a new house and … Read more

The painful truth

Not so long ago, I lost my parents, and I had the unenviable task of clearing their lifetime’s possessions. In a box, I discovered some old school reports of mine. … Read more

Out of the blue, into the pink

I discovered the Maman site by accident whilst searching online. A late night, a glass of wine, curious about the title…we’ve all done it! After reading some of the stories, I … Read more

Matron slippered naughty boys

During the 1960s, I attended a prep school in North Yorkshire, from where I have very fond memories of our loving but strict matron – and the many smacked bottoms … Read more

Naughty boy boxes clever

Mum and Aunt Jean were hanging new curtains. My job was to find the boxes marked ‘kitchen’ and unpack them. Innocently I unpacked a box and placed it to one … Read more

A poo in the woods

When I was a girl, I regularly played in some woods which were not far from our family home. Our house looked out on a small brook and having crossed … Read more

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