Smackings at the childminder’s
During the early 1990s, my mum had a little part-time job which helped with the bills but meant that I had to be looked afte… more
Spanked on our periods
When I was 13, I went for a sleepover at the house of my best friend, Cindy. She had a rather annoying little brother, named … more
A new coat
When I was seven and Jeff was six, mother had bought us new coats for Easter and we were invited to tea on Easter afternoon a… more
Slipperings for stealing
When I was nine and my brother six, we were caught stealing sweets from our local store. The shopkeeper knew our mother we… more
The missing slipper
I grew up during the in France during the 1970s, and was raised by my single mother. I was an energetic child, whom she love… more
Mom’s rituals
I am a 40-year-old woman who lives in Buffalo, NY, where I grew up. I am the oldest of four. I have a sister two years younger … more
In support of Mr Cane
The following story and picture originally appeared on a Singapore-based blog. In it, the writer reveals how she bough… more
The carriage house
When I was nine, I fell in love with horses, as a great many girls do. I started to draw their heads all over my notebooks and … more
The piano tuner
Her grand piano was our mother’s pride and joy – and of course it needed tuning regularly. This is the story of how t… more
The sailboat
My nanny was very strict, as you will know already if you’ve read some of my other stories. She took us to the park so… more
The tricycle
My mother took me to visit the daughter of one of her friends. We were the same age. Sarah and I liked each other right away a… more
The two smells
There can’t be many adolescent boys who haven’t at least thought about sniffing their mum’s dirty … more
After class
When I was eight, I was in Miss Bateman’s class. She was quite a young teacher (although she seemed ancient to us ch… more
A trip to Boston
I was four, and Nanny had promised to take me to Boston Common, where we could feed the pigeons. We would also ride the swan … more
In fifth grade
When I was 10, I thought all physical discipline would end at our private school, at least for girls. We generally got som… more
Slippery slope
When I was a boy, my parents and I often went to stay with their closest friends (each of the husbands had been the other… more
The candy bar
I was all dressed for Sunday School with my younger brother Jeff. My father gave us each a quarter for the collection bask… more
How strict are yours?
With the decline in corporal punishment at home, I don’t know whether kids still have this conversation but back … more
Telephone interruption
This is a memory from when I was four. My mother was talking on the telephone with a friend. She was in the upstairs telepho… more
A slip of the tongue
I was enrolled in a small private day school in New England in the 40s, when physical discipline was fairly common, or at l… more
Mothers Talking: Belinda
Belinda lives in New Zealand and describes herself as a ‘Bible-believing Catholic’. At the time of the in… more
Caught smoking
I grew up in Ohio in the 80s and by the age of 11, my best friend and I had grown curious about being cool like our fathers, bot… more
Tommy in trouble
Firstly, I have to admit that I’ve been fascinated by spanking from an early age. I wasn’t an especially na… more
The Nanny Smacker
My mum was a big believer in corporal punishment, so not surprisingly my sister and I were often across her knee, with our … more
The belt from Momma
I grew up in a big African-American family (three daughters, two sons) in Alabama, US, in the early 1980s, and spankings … more
Counting the cost
When I was nine years old, my mother took me and my younger brother and sister to a department store where my grandmother w… more
Something to talk about
The first time Gemma and I ever talked about spanking was in bed. I had been staying over and as we got ready to retire, Gemm… more
The wrong knickers
I always fancied myself as something of a ‘class clown’, and by the time I transferred to an English second… more
Heather’s sympathy
I grew up in Canada in an Irish Catholic family with two sisters, one a year older and one a year younger. My father was a po… more
The whole class
The following story was related to our contributor by his father, and comes from his dad’s own boyhood in the late … more
Spanked in the bathroom
This is how I remember the spankings I got while growing up in Brisbane, Australia, in the 1950s. I turned 10 in 1956.
Bris… more
Water – and the hairbrush
I remember the time me and my brother (who was two years older) got spanked over a water-related escapade.
We had come hom… more
Fireworks at Auntie Nikky’s
I was a typical 12-year-old boy. Basically pretty well-behaved and at home, mum and dad hadn’t had to smack my bottom sin… more
Obeying the sitter
This incident happened when I was nine years old. My mom had hired a sitter for me for two weeks – our nanny was on vacation… more
Wrong call over a ball
I was spanked a lot as a kid, until about 12 years old. One of the ones I remember the most happened when I was nine.
My friend … more