My parents were firm believers in spanking. I recall hearing my mother tell an expecting younger woman that she was a ‘red bottom mom’. I know that she in turn had received serious spanking from her parents, and she was always quick to give out everything from spur-of-the-moment spanks over our undies to serious bare-bum […]
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Water, sand and fire
As I wrote in my first memory for Maman, my three sisters (one older, two younger) and I grew up in a loving household with frequent spankings, mainly from our mother. However, given that spanking was on the way out nationally –even though it remained common in our area – public spankings were not something any […]
An inevitable submission
Growing up through the 1990s in the UK, I became a huge fan of all things wrestling. I am of course referring to modern WWE bouts rather than the vintage English wresting of the 70s and 80s. Though I have, in later life, come to appreciate those early UK bouts, it was the pure theatre of […]
Life with the Turners
My name is Ben. I was born in 1971 and spent a lot of my childhood in the foster care system until I was finally adopted at the age of 11 by a wonderful family. I felt very lucky to have been adopted at an older age like I was. If my memory is correct, […]
A double helping
Reading your recent story about the school secretary gave me a flashback to when I and my brother were paddled in the school office – with my mother handing out half of the discipline. We both went to the same high school and were caught off-campus at a local hamburger place for lunch. I was 17 and my […]
A point of contention
Your story from Ben, entitled Life with the Turners, reminded me of my own childhood. I grew up in New Jersey, and my mom and dad were pretty damn cool. I got a good allowance, I had a lot of freedom and I could always count on them to back me up. However, even though my […]
Spanking in context
I don’t know how many of your readers will be familiar with the term ‘Third Culture Kids’ (or TCKs for short). Basically, it refers to people growing up in one or more countries, or cultures other than the one of their birth, their family or passport. Military brats are one such group which fits the […]
An unfulfilled desire
My childhood memories of spanking are not happy ones – but not because of corporal punishment, rather the lack of it. My parents didn’t smack and until I started I assumed every child’s home life was the same. I soon made friends with a boy called David, and when we played at his house the […]
The mess in the bathroom
The following story was definitely not my finest hour – but it was also a lesson learned and never forgotten. When I was growing up, my dad would go to work every other Saturday morning. He was a mechanic and worked in a unit on a local industrial site. When I was old enough, I was […]
When mums conspire
Hello! I just found your site – considering my massive interest in the subject I’m surprised it’s taken me this long. Disappointed I am not! I’m pretty sure I’m one of your younger reader and contributors. What I’m about to tell you only happened 10 years ago, so the memory is pretty fresh. This contribution does not […]