When I was bringing up my children, I generally tried to use only my hand to spank them when they were naughty. And usually, this would be quite sufficient to alter their behaviour, especially as I always bared their bottoms before I put them across my knee, to make sure it stung. However, there were […]

I wanted to tell you about another memorable occasion when my sister Emma and I received soundly smacked bottoms from our mother. I would have been eight, and Emma 12 or 13, when as a family we went on holiday to a self-catering complex in Spain – a number of apartments arranged around a central, […]

  It was a quiet day during the long summer school holidays. I had already rebuked Susana about the state of her bedroom that morning, and under threat of a spanking she had complied and done at least some basic tidying up – at least, the floor was no longer buried beneath piles of worn […]

When I was eight and my sister Cristina was 10, our mother took us out to the shops one day to buy clothes ready for us starting back to school. Neither my sister nor myself were particularly enamoured with this idea – we would have much preferred to be out with our friends playing rather than […]

I’m a big fan of your website, as it transports me back to my own childhood and to my years as a mother actively disciplining her brood. I had no problems with spanking when it was richly deserved – correctly administered with love, a sore bottom can do a child a world of good. The […]

I love the spanking accounts on here, and the fact that they are clearly not fantasy. I’m sharing this, my own story, with my wife’s permission. I should add that we are now 67 and 63 years old respectively, but she is still as cheeky and naughty as she ever was. This story goes back to […]

People who grew up in Scotland will probably remember that the idea of a boy wearing school knickers, while not an everyday thing, was not quite as extraordinary as it would have been elsewhere. This came partly from the kilt and although some people say that the ‘real’ tradition is to wear nothing underneath, in […]

When I was 16 and my brother 17, my grandmother came for an extended visit. She was nice to have around but was clearly a no-nonsense person, who rather dominated my mother. One day, my brother and I got home late from a trip to the mall and my mother was very upset. She announced that we […]

Mother was the disciplinarian in our household of three children. My brother was three years older, and my sister three years younger. Mother spanked us with a small plywood paddle that is still very clear in my memory today. It was a Bo-Lo Bouncer game paddle that also doubled as a very good spanker once […]

I grew up in a fairly rural area of the UK in the 1960s, and a lot of the properties in my village had large gardens with apple and pear orchards. I was really never the sort of lad to get into trouble, but still at about 13 I was vulnerable to the odd bully […]