I was only in my later formative years when I administered a smacked bottom. I have to say, it turned out to be something of a rare occurrence – I myself was smacked as a child and acquired something of a taste for being more on the receiving end, as you might say. Anyway, […]

It was, as usual, a wet Bank Holiday. My friend Graham and I were bored and our Mothers decided to take us to a local jumble sale. Looking around at junk isn’t much fun for two young boys but we did find a comic stall and between us we bought four vintage comics, two copies each […]

My own obsession with spanking goes back a long way – I’m convinced there’s something genetic about it. I want to tell you about a few of my memories from early childhood. We moved to Scotland in 1974 and I had only just begun school. I hadn’t made many friends on the estate at that […]

  I was generally a very biddable and obedient boy for my parents – but no child is perfect and my mother in particular wasn’t slow to warm my bottom if she felt it was called for. One such smacked bottom has remained in my memory ever since, and I think it greatly contributed to […]

  I grew up in New York in the late 50s and early 60s, at a time when many African-American mothers – including my own – had moved up there from the southern United States. Corporal punishment for unruly youngsters was extremely common in our community – my own mother was a firm believer in […]

I cannot believe this all happened 47 years ago. I spent my teenage years in a large town in the south of England. In our town, there were two legendary events every teenager wanted to attend. For the girls, it was the firemen’s party – the opportunity to slide down the pole was always popular, […]

        We are a married couple from Brittany in France. Although we are a very compatible couple, we come from far different backgrounds. I am the only daughter of a very modern couple, who were very permissive with me and open about everything in life. I was hardly ever even verbally rebuked […]

    I had a sleepover one night with three of my closest friends. We were at my house and the first six hours or so were mostly like a normal sleepover. We played games, watched a movie or two, and just laughed and talked a lot. My parents were generally rather understanding of the […]