Stumbled across this site whilst looking for something else. Reminded me of when I was at private school in the ’80s We used to get the slipper ( a large heavy leather-soled one)from quite a reasonably young female teacher. It really hurt all of us like hell, she was small but she could certainly apply […]

In my formative years my father remarried. Both fatherand my new stepmother worked quite late in their respective jobs most days, but it was felt I was old enough to be left home alone. It was also felt that I was old enough to have chores, and my stepmother would leave me a list of […]

“Sorry for yourself, now..eh, Megan?… not quite so cocky standing there young lady??” If the ground could have opened and swallowed me I would have been happy! I wondered how I would ever be able to look Tommy in the face again. Mother pulled me over her lap, adjusted my hips so my bototm was […]

I watched them sitting down, their eyes rivetted on me, as mother took me firmly by the arm, and with a “Come along Megan!” led me out of the room across the hall into the main bathroom. As I said, I think Mother liked the bathroom because she could lock the door, but on this […]

Thinking about the ‘happy’ memories I have of my mother’s discipline sessions put me in mind of one particular one you might like to hear about. I must have been 10 at the time. Mother was sitting in the living room, me standing in front, head down, feet shuffling as she lectured me sternly. I […]

Satisfied that I am properly prepared, mother pulls me to her right side. I shuffle, trying not to trip because of my panties encircling my ankles! I look down at the skirt clad lap below me. Time to go over! She half hauls, half pushes me over her lap. I kind of resist, but dare […]

My Preparation The lecture renewed. Oh how well she described what I had done wrong and what was about to happpen! My tears started anew and I tried a little pleading but I knew it was to no avail. Never did mother bare my bottom, put me over her lap, then let me up unsmacked! […]

Having firmly locked the door, mother would turn and sternly stare at me, looking for even a trace of resistance, then brush by and bend heavily at the waist, legs straight, open up the cupboard below the sink. I was faced by her bottom, the material of her skirt pulled tight across it. “What would […]

The bathroom was big- large white porcelain tub and toilet. There was linoleum on the floor, which had such a floor wax, musty, uriny smell when my nose was pressed to it, as I lay over mother’s lap. White ceramic tiles covered the walls. There was a big wooden vanity, with a large white sink […]

Like all good things -lol!- the lecture finaly drew to a close! Was it a relief? Maybe! Hard to tell! My mind by that time would be spinning, my stomach would be in knots, my hands would be dabbing tears from my eyes, my knees would be quaking, and I would be trying desperately not […]