Jane’s cane

It is now 50 years ago that I visited an aunt with my mother. On arrival, we were shown into the dining room and my aunt apolo… more

Sarah’s first time

Being raised in the 1970s, our mum was a big believer in ‘smacked bottoms’ (no-one I knew ever called them s… more

Stepsister

My most memorable and embarrassing spanking was when I was 11. My mom and step dad were going out to dinner at some fancy re… more

Potty training

My mom had to raise me on her own for the first few years of my life. Working two jobs was pretty rough on her and she hardly ha… more

Mrs Tranter

As a lad who grew up in the early 60s in Stoke-on-Trent, England, I was no stranger to the odd swipe across the face or backs… more

Crying before a smacking

When I was a child, I was a bit of a softy. If I was to be spanked, I would be in tears before the punishment was administered.… more

Colour my world

When I was about 10, we used to have one afternoon where our form teacher would read stories to us. We would all sit around h… more

In hot water

My parents were decent people who believed in children being raised in the proper manner. We were well loved and they gav… more

Seeing Simon

When I was 13, I became friends with another boy in my village who was two years younger. As was not uncommon at the time, we … more

Gentle reminder

Although it was long ago, I still remember my fourth grade teacher, Mrs Redman.

She was just out of college and the most be… more

Dirty children

Growing up in the 70s, my parents always gave a wonderful tanning to my brothers and sister but never me – I was almost alwa… more

Aunty Janet

We had an ‘aunty’ who was really a young work colleague of dad’s, whom our family befriended. We lov… more

Spoonings

I grew up in the 50s on a small Mediterranean island off the Italian mainland, where my father was “something in in… more

Smackings in class

I went to school in England in the early 1960s, at a time when corporal punishment was very common. I was beaten quite freq… more

Shona’s knickers

My mother was a schoolmistress in a small village primary school in Scotland in the 1950s, when the tawse was considered … more

Smacked by Betty

Betty was our matriarch; at 13, I think, a year older than me.

We used to go for long, innocent walks on Sunday mornings. Wh… more

Something better change

I lived in New Jersey all my life. I had a younger sister named Alex. At the time this happened, she was 9 and I was 13, in 1962… more

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