When I was young, I got my bottom spanked by my mother pretty regularly. My Mother kept a paddle for her offsprings behinds and wasn’t afraid to use it. One day, I had my friend Jordan come around to play, and he brought some of his many toy cars with him. We were having tons […]

During the 1950s, I went to a strict boarding school in Western Australia, and I remember being caned very vividly. To earn the cane, you had to admittedly commit a pretty grave and serious offence, and even then maybe several times before corporal punishment was used. But when it was used, it was brutal! You […]

When she returned I saw a school cane for the first time (apart from pictures in comics) and I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. I cannot remember the exact dimensions but it did have a crook handle just like the school canes in the comics. I did remember my cousins said it was […]

After A-levels, I didn’t go to university but did attend the local technical college for further education. I lived at home for free and had various low-paid evening jobs, such as waitress work, bar work, etc, for pocket money. My Auntie asked me if I would like to work for her doing general housework such […]

My name is Michelle and this is one of my “real life” experiences. I hope you enjoy it; I am rather curious what folks think about my story. I was raised on a farm and knew the meaning of hard work. I helped my Mom around the house, helped some with the livestock and when […]

This story is about an incident that happened to my cousin Estelle – to this day, we are very close and she cringes every time I mention this to her.     My parents never spanked me because of experiences my mother had in her own childhood. I was spanked in school, however, and my […]

I was fortunate growing up to have a large contingent of extended family living in the same neighbourhood. My mom’s sister lived just a couple of blocks from us, in a house on a large lot in a cul-de-sac that backed up to woods. There were six kids living there at the time this took place […]

I met Omolade [name changed – Ed] at university – we were both studying history of art at Cambridge. She was Nigerian and her mother was a quite prominent diplomat. For a long time we were just friends, but after getting drunk at a party one night, we spent most of the evening kissing and […]

It was a hot day like most others. Myself and my mate Richie where running around outside my place haveing a grand old time, with our water guns and our dihydroxide bombs, in our togs and Mum was inside doing, oh I don’t know Mum-stuff. When i noticed Richie slip around the farside of the […]

One aspect of parental discipline which is not often talked about is how some mothers and fathers deliberately tried to emulate at home the sort of punishments their offspring could expect (at least back in the day) during school hours. This is perhaps particularly true in the UK, where a surprising number of middle class […]