Late Home

Late Home

  My first proper girlfriend still got the occasional spanking from her Mother despite her advanced age. One night, we had been out at a gig and got back to her house very late. A friend of mine had given us both a lift and we dropped my girlfriend off first. As we arrived at […]

Sister Sarah

Sister Sarah

  I was born in 1970 and grew up in Bolton, in the north west of the UK. We were a family of four – myself, Mother and Father, and my elder sister, Sarah. Back then, corporal punishment was quite normal, of course. My primary school had the slipper, though only for boys. By the […]

Mrs Smith

Mrs Smith

  I had a best friend in elementary school called Kerry Smith. Her parents were older than mine and they lived in a beautiful house in a more affluent neighbourhood. I was one of five siblings and my parents could be described as somewhat abusive. My parents would hit us when we were annoying, but […]

Peggy’s Hairbrush

Peggy’s Hairbrush

One of my most memorable spankings was from a young babysitter called Peggy Parker, who warmed not only my own bottom but that of my younger brother Mark. At the time of this incident, Peggy a high school sophomore in the 10th Grade. She was a pretty brunette with medium length hair. Peggy was a […]

Mrs Thompson Shop

Mrs Thompson Shop

  The recent story about ’Mrs Sweets’ reminded me of another lady sweet shop owner in the next town over when I was little. The shop, the town’s cinema and a little milkshake bar were all in the same big, airy building, but I think they were all owned separately and just joined together to save on […]

Taylor & Hardy

Taylor & Hardy

Mrs Hardy was the first person to ever administer discipline to me. I do not recall any discipline worth mentioning. Also, and unlike many who have written before me, do not remember being overly interested in spanking. Smacks were a part of life in those days – an occupational hazard you tried to avoid. However, […]

Christmas Party Game

Christmas Party Game

This is the story of a wonderful party my parents threw one Christmas 20 years ago. I would have just turned 10 years old at the time. Mother and Father had invited loads of family and friends, with a clear instruction – it was Christmas clothing or dress up smart, preferably both! Everyone arrived dressed […]

For the Love of Discipline

When I was in my formative years, one day I found myself in my parents’ bedroom, idly rooting around in their dressing table, not looking for anything in particular. What I found was a well-thumbed paperback book entitled Those Who Love. It was basically a ‘how to’ manual for those adults who needed extra assistance in the […]