My mother didn’t hesitate to warm the bottoms of both myself and my sister, and I fell victim to this strictness one day as we helped her clean the house. Cristina and I had been assigned the chore of cleaning the living room (we were 12 and 10 at the time respectively), and it was […]

Although my own children were no strangers to a spanking, as I have set out in previous accounts, I must say I never expected to be called upon to warm my nephew Daniel’s bottom. Yet that was exactly what happened when Daniel was nine years old. My sister Cristina had arranged a weekend in Paris […]

This happened one Sunday when I went to see my sister Cristina to spend some time together with our children. My own, Susana and Julio, were 10 and six respectively at the time, while Cristina’s son Daniel was eight. While Cristina and I were having coffee, the children went out to play basketball in the […]

I was thinking of my mom the other day, and the many times that she spanked my behind raw with a leather sandal or her thick belt when I misbehaved or failed to otherwise live up to her expectations. Mom was tall, about 5ft 10in with generous hips, matronly breasts, large thighs and legs, as […]

One summer day, our family – myself, my husband and our children Susana and Julio – went to the beach. We all had a lovely afternoon but when it was time to go home, suddenly we couldn’t find Julio, who was 11 years old at the time. Naturally very worried about our missing child, we […]

“May I help you, madam?” the assistant asked my mother. Even at the tender age of 13, it was my habit at that time to look at people I didn’t know and imagine what they did for a living, whether they were married, had children, had secret lives as spies etc. I fancied that when I […]

I come from a middle-class Indian family, where values were taught and reinforced in both myself and my brother from early childhood. To excel in our studies was considered of paramount importance, as my parents believed that only a good education with a strong value system would ensure success in life. As my father was […]

When I was nine years old, our family went to a barbecue at my uncle’s house – all my cousins were there, including Esther, who was then just five years old. My uncle’s family had a swimming pool in their back yard, and I was really looking forward to splashing around and having some fun. […]

One Saturday night, when I was eight years old, my elder sister Cristina played our mom up when the time came for us to be ordered up to bed. Cristina, it turns out, was hoping to watch a movie that began shortly, and was hoping to be allowed to stay up to watch it. To […]

You have a great collection of memories on your website – thank you so much! My mother, like many parents here, believed in raising kids strictly. From a very young age, a constant companion in my bedroom was a 3ft-long rattan cane. It hung on the wall by my bedside, a constant reminder of what […]