She might use the time to lecture us, or ask us stupid questions such as: “Are you ever going to do something like this again?” Of course, there was only one answer to that! After your whipping, you would be put in the corner for a while, as a warning for all the other siblings. […]

Mom would come in with the belt, with the child to be whipped usually already in tears. Then would come the order: “prepare yourself!” You would bashfully obey, “Bend over!” would be the next thing you would hear. Then you would feel Mom come behind you and the leather being placed against your buttocks as […]

I grew up in Arkansas during the 1990s, and my mother’s approach to discipline was extremely conservative. She considered that spanking the off spring was woman’s work and she did it with such regularity which meant that almost every day, either me or my brothers and sisters (I have two of each) had sore behinds. […]

I heard my father come home much later on, and I’m sure she discussed my spanking with him. I stayed in bed until the next morning, when Mom told me it was now OK to get up. I went into the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth, then into the kitchen. Mom asked me […]

Despite the pain, I didn’t cry a drop and neither I nor Mom said anything. When she was done, she put me down and tucked me in bed, lying on my back. I had previously been made to sit in my chair (on a pillow) after a spanking, but this was the first time I […]

She came into the bathroom and brought me just a pair of briefs to wear. She said: “When you finish your bath, I’m going to spank you!” She really emphasised the ‘spank’. I gave her a look and said: “Mom, I’m too big to spank anymore”. She replied: “Get out, dry yourself off, get dressed […]

This is my recollection of a good spanking my mom gave me – I consider it as the one of the most educational things ever in my life! I was the oldest child in my family (one brother and one sister) and Mom spanked me for anything and everything – I got it at least […]

  The smacks from Mum’s now very warm hand continued, and by now I was crying and kicking my feet. I knew it was no use asking her to stop, because I was getting what she promised. The sound of efficient smacking echoed around the room as I cried. To my incredible relief, Mum finally […]

  “I’m afraid this is going to hurt, but no matter how much kicking and crying, the spanking will only end when I decide. Do you understand me?” I nodded, and she added: “I love you very much. Now, come here to me.” She placed me carefully over her knee. Then she began to smack. […]

  It was embarrassing and difficult for me to talk about but Mum gently coaxed it out of me. Eventually, she said: “Well, maybe a trip over my knee will cure your curiosity and put an end to all those questions. If you still want a smacked bottom, I’ll take you into my room after […]