A mother’s view
I live in a state of India which is in many ways predominantly a matriarchal society, as many of its men have migrated to other states or abroad to pursue … Read more
Going through a rough patch
Among my schoolbooks, growing up in the early 80s, was what was referred to as a ‘rough book’. This was simply a blank exercise book that we could use for … Read more
An unexpected smacking
I am an avid reader of your website and a keen spanker of well-deserving, consenting adults. However, in my childhood I was usually the one deserving chastisement, and was often … Read more
A bare-breasted spanking
My younger sister and I bickered constantly when we were children and we both often ended up over our mother’s knee to have our bottoms thoroughly warmed. However, one such … Read more
A spanking at last
I left it relatively late to begin spanking Stefan, my only child. Although both my elder sister Claudia and I had often had our bottoms smacked and caned by our … Read more
My one and only belting
I am by nature a non-confrontational sort of person and that sort of behaviour was reflected in my childhood too. I was a naturally compliant and obedient boy who hated … Read more
Family discipline on TV
I’ve enjoyed reading many accounts of corporal punishment on your website, but I don’t think many of your contributors have had their discipline discussed openly on national television, as I … Read more
The mermaid’s tail
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
Shaped by my spankings
The recent contribution to your website from the anonymous ‘Military Brat’ struck a chord with me, both with regard to my own history and sexual inclinations. My father was a … Read more
Two doses of the spoon
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
A stepmom’s progress
My son was three years old when I first introduced him to my girlfriend, who was at the time wrapping up her university degree. Linda’s motherly instincts kicked in almost … Read more
Birching in the woods
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
Nurturing my fetish
I am a 62-year-old woman and I grew up all over the world. My father belonged to the British army and over the years we lived in China, India, the … Read more
Revelations and embarrassments
My own obsession with spanking goes back a long way – I’m convinced there’s something genetic about it. I want to tell you about a few of my memories from … Read more
Thrashed twice over
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
Bottoms at bathtime
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
Privacy and punishment
I was about nine and it was my Saturday night bath. I took a bath every night, but I had to make sure I washed everything really well on Saturdays, … Read more
Smacked bottom for a funny boy
I was young, eight or just nine. Our family attended what I think was a Christening. There were several children there that I met for the first time. A young, … Read more
Hard lessons at school
Having previously written about corporal punishment in the home, I thought you’d like to hear about my experiences at school, where my own bottom received most attention. I attended infant … Read more
The man next door
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
A change in behaviour
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
A smacking at bath time
I grew up primarily grew up in the 1960s, a little bit in the 1950s and a little bit in the 70s. Some boys in my village were given casual … Read more
From Beverley to Mum
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
Memories of la chancla
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
‘Do we still need this?’
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
Dirty knickers, sore bottom
My two brothers and I were quite regularly smacked as children, although I didn’t seem to get it half as much as they did. I think I was at heart … Read more
Crushing my crush
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
My grandmother’s scent
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
Aunt Pam’s little helpers
Although we did have the cane at my sweet little primary school in Wembley, London, in the 1960s, I managed to avoid it. However, at my senior school I was … Read more
Memories of my nanny
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
Smacked beside the seaside
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
At both ends of the cane
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
A caning at church
When I was 15, my nan was taken seriously ill, so my mum travelled to her bedside with my dad. As it was in school time, they felt that I … Read more
Trying out a spanking
It was, as usual, a wet Bank Holiday. My friend Graham and I were bored and our mums decided to take us to a local jumble sale. Looking around at junk … Read more
How to make a point
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