Betty is a mother of three from Arizona. At the time of interview, her two daughters were aged nine and ten, and she also had a 10-year-old stepdaughter. Are your children defiant when they are told they are going to get a spanking? Yes, sometimes they are. My children, like all children, hate getting spanked, […]
Wetting our pants
The following conversation was found somewhere on the web some years ago – a group of now young women discussing memories of getting their bottoms spanked for wetting their pants. Amy: When I was in kindergarten, we had to line up outside after lunch. When we were about to go in, I had to pee really […]
The Spanking Mum: A dirty business
As a parent (and, perhaps, particularly as a mother), you become surprisingly and quickly inured to the least glamourous aspects of bringing up children – dribble, snot, wee and poo. That said, I don’t think there’s anyone who could genuinely say they enjoy changing a dirty nappy and it’s a great relief when they can […]
In support of Mr Cane
The following story and picture originally appeared on a Singapore-based blog. In it, the writer reveals how she bought a cane for her son when he was quite young, and has found it helpful in maintaining family discipline. By Mandy Loh This topic has been on my heart for the longest time, but I was […]
Slipperings for stealing
When I was nine and my brother six, we were caught stealing sweets from our local store. The shopkeeper knew our mother well and told her that this was not the first time he had caught us and he would report us to the police if it happened again. Mother was furious and dragged us […]
On the subject of spanking
When I was 16 years old, Mom surprised me with my first spanking from her in three years. It came about as a result of a spanking I was given in school, by the school librarian. The librarian had given me a spanking earlier in the week for not returning a book which was three […]
The hated coat
I was in the second year of senior school, so I’d be 12. I needed a new winter coat and one day, when I got home from my lessons, my mother excitedly told me that she’d been out and bought me one. To my horror, she brought out this black donkey jacket, of the type […]